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250.  HYMNAL.  Psalms,  Hymns  and 
Spiritual  Songs,  Selected  and  Designed 
for  the  Use  of  the  Church  Universal. 
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SELECTED  and  ORIGINAI 


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In  Public  and  Private  Devotion, 


Glory  to  God  in  the  Hlghelr,  and  on  Earth  Peace  and   Good  Wll» 
towards  Men.— The  Song  of  Angels. 

One  Song  employs  all  Nations,  and  all  cry, 
Worthy  the  Lamb,  for  he  was  flain  for  us.— Cowper, 


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DEDICATION. 


The  V  O  L  U  M  E  of  this  BOOK 

IKSCRIBETH 

PEACE, 
GOODWILL,     SALVATION, 

A    N    *> 

GLAD    TIDINGS, 

GREAT  JOY, 
v  »  t  o 


ALL     PEOPLE, 


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PRE   FA  C   E. 

1  HE  Firji  Univerfal  Church,  in  Rofton,  Common* 
zvealth  of  Maflachufetts,  attendant  on  the  mini/try  of 
their  refpecled  Elder,  M?\]on nMurray,  having  taken 
into  fcrious  confederation,  the  impracticability  of  adapting 
James  a W  John  Relly's  Hymns,  to  ail  the  purpofes  of 
facial  worjhip  -,  and  conceiving,  that  valuable  additions 
might  he  made,  from  the  writings  of  many  eminent  pen- 
men, of  ahnofi  every  perfuafion  in  the  Chriflan  world, 
were  pleafed,  to  appoint  a  committee,  for  tke  revifion  of 
Rellys'  Hymns,  and  the  feleclion  vf  other  compofiticii. 
Any  apologetical  obfervations,  refpetfing  the  far  greater 
part  of  the  prefent  alterations  and  additions,  are  deemed 
unneceffary. — The  Society,  at  very  full  meetings,  have  al- 
ready heard,  and, previous  to  impreffton,  generally  appro- 
bated, a  majority  of  the  fubfequent  Pfalms^  Hymns  and 
Spiritual  Songs  ofFraife, 

The  remaining  compilation,  felecJed  and  original^ 
which  a  variety  of  circumflances,  hindered  the  committee, 
from  jubmitting,  to  their  Elders  and  Brethren,  be  fore- 
publication,  they  commend,  to  that  amiable  fpirii  of  can- 
dour, vjhichprepareth  a  mantle  of  charity, for  the  un'm- 
tentional  errors  of  fellow  men.,. 

The  committee,  at  the  fame  moment,  that  they  acknowl- 
edge with  pleofure^  their  great  fatisfaclion,  in  finding  fa 
many  excellent  competitions,  replete  with  praife  to  our 
common  Lord  and  Saviour,  mojl  fencer  ely  regret,  that 
the  limits  ajfigned  to  the  volume,  and  the  order  of  arrange- 
ment, precluded  a  /I ill  more  copious  feleclion  from  Addifon, 
Bentley,  Beddome,  Cennick,  Cowper,  Doddridge, 
Francis,  Fawcett,  Gibbons,  Glaffe,  Hart,  Ken, 
Wewton,  Needham,  Peacock,  Robinfon,.  Stermet^ 

12. 


PREFACE/ 

Straphan,  Toplady,  Turner,  Watts,  Wefley,  Whit- 
field, Sec.  &c.  whofe  original  works  ana  collections, 
contain  a  rich  abundance  of  go/pel  hymns,  meriting  to  be* 
had  in  remembrance  of  all  thofe,  who  have  tafted  that 
the  Lord  is  gracious. 

7/  is  alfo,  but  candid  to  remark,  that  the  general  Bap- 
tift  Collection,  Epifcopal  Pfalter,  Chriftian  Songs  by 
J.  GlafTe  and  others,  Knapp's  Pfalmody,  Madan's 
Collection,    Hymns,   by  L.  H.  C .     Howard's 

Collection,  &c.  &c.  are  by  no  means  deficient,  in  folemn 
tejiimonies,  tfato  the  Truth  as  it  is  in  Jefus,  although 
momentary  clouds,  ol  rare  the  pillar  of  celeflialfire,  and 
at  times, flretch  the  ihadows  of  evening,  around  the  day 
jgfChrift. 

As  the  arrangement  of  the  prefent  hymn  book,  materi- 
ally differs  from  any  other,  it  may  not  be  amifs,  to  detail 
thofe  reafons,  which  influenced  the  committee,  to  adopt 
the  following  mode. 

Independent  cf  a  beautiful  collection  ly  John  Rip- 
pon,  A.M.  London,  few  collectors  or  compofers  have 
aimed  at  jyjlem — Watts,  Whitfield  and  Wefley,  are 
deficient  in  this  particular. — Rippon's  Selections,  Ori- 
ginals, and  method,  in  our  opinion,  form  the  bejl  Hymn 
Book  ever  publifhed  :  Neverthelefs,  a  humble  hope  was 
indulged,  that  deviation  might  be  admitted  of,  from  the 
order  he  has  obferved,  without  incurring  the  imputation 
ef  predetermined  fingularity. 

The  attributes  and  perfections  of  Deity,  which  are 
placed  at  the  beginning  of  Rippon,  the  committee  felt 
themfelves  nccejfitated,  rather,  reverentially  to  adore,  than 
fyfiematically  to  unfold,  For  who  can  find  out  the  Al- 
mighty unto  perfection  P 

Hymns  of  general  praife,  gratefully  commemorating 
Creation,  Providence,  Redemption  and  Salvation,  open 


PREFACE. 

the  ivork  before  us,  and  form  the  outlines  of  a  progrejjht 
plan,  to  be  gradually  filled  up,oy  frequent  recurrence  t» 
the  inejlimable  treafures  of  divine  infpiration. 

The  fcriptures  patriarchal,  legal,  prophetic  and  evan- 
gelical, are  tho/e  that  teftify  of  Jefus  :  7/  is  from  them 
that  we  derive  our  knowledge  of  events,  on  which  Crea- 
tion and  Providence  are  ft lent.  They  teach,  the  doclrines 
of  the  Fall,  and  the  Rejloration  :  They  develope  the  e~ 
ternal  purpofe  of  diflinguijhing  love  ;  and  we  truji, 
that  they  are  juftly  characterized,  in  tho/e  hymns,  which 
delineate  the  grand  deftgn  of  the  volume  of  the  book,  as 
it  is  written. 

The  Fathers,  the  Law,  and  the  Prophets,  in  order  of 
time,  precede  the  advent  of  Shiloh. — Abraham's  re- 
joicing, the  fhadow  of  good  things  to  come,  and  the 
teflimony  of  Jefus,  which  is  the  foul  of  Prophecy,  are 
therefore  treated  of,  antecedent  to  the  coming  of  Meffiah. 

The  Incarnation,  Birth,  Life],  Humiliation,  Suffer- 
ings, Death,  Refurreclion,  Afcenfion,  Exaltation,  Inter- 
cejfion,  and  Glorious  Second  Appearing  of  the  Saviour  God, 
are  connedled  together,  as  links  of  the  golden  chain  of  di- 
vine love  : — In  truth,  they  are  only  various  rounds  of 
that  ladder,  which  the  Patriarch  beheld  in  vifton  :  Its 
top  is  in  heaven  :  Its  foot  rejleth  on  the  earth. 

The  new  Teflament  characlers,  names  and  offices  of 
Immanuel,  are  prefented  to  contemplation,  at  the  ckfe  of 
that  glorious  moment,  which  winds  up  for  eternityrinaf- 
much,  as  the  bleffed  in  Chrift  Jefus  with  all  fpiritual 
bleffings  will  forever  contemplate  the  beauties  of  the 
Lord  their  God,  in  new  and  delightful  dif cover ies,  more 
fully  revealed  from  one  difpenfation  of  fulnefs,  even 
unto  another,  amid  the  ages  that  are  yet  to  come. 

The  Atonement  by,  Redemption  in,  and  Salvation 
of the  Lord,  occupy  the  next,  and  mo  ft  diflinguljhedpiac^ 
as  Worthy  of  the  loft  andhigheji  attention. 


PREFACE, 

Love,  the  love  of  God,  on  which,  mercy  is  built  up 
for  a  thoufand  generations,  the  efficient  caufe  of  every 
good  and  perfect  gift,  is  celebrated  in  thofe  hymns*, 
which  immediately  follow. 

Hope,  Faith,  Prayer  and  Praife,  with  a  few  mifcel- 
laneous  hymns,  adapted  to  particular  occafions,  conclude 
the  book. 

Should  it  be  objecled,  that  Immortality  fwalhiveth  up 
Hope,  in  fruition,  that  Eternity  crowns  Faith  with  cloud- 
lefs  vifion,  neverthelefs,  the  committee  modejily  conceive, 
that  thefe  hymns  are  placed  with  jome  propriety,  where 
theyjland.  as  no  man's  love,  hope  or  faith  exceedeih  his 
degree  of  knowledge  ;  and  all  the  preceding  hymns  may 
jujlly  be  confidered,  as  wheels  within  wheels  of  light,  re- 
volving onward  to  the  perfect  day. — The  more  in- 
timately, men  are  acquainted  with  the  marvellous  works 
of  the  right  hand  of  the  mod  High,  the  more  ardent 
will  be  their  love  unto  him  who  firft  loved  them  : 
the  more  firmly  eftablijhed,  their  hope  of  eternal  life, 
which  he  hath  promifed,  who  cannot  lie  :  and  the 
Jlronger  their  faith,  without  which,  it  is  impoflible 
to  pleafe  God. 

Abftain,   faith  the  Apo/ile,  from  the  appearance  of 
evil.     Deception  of  the  flight ejl  kind,    is   abomination. 
That  the  reader  may  not  be  mifled,  a  table  is  added  of 
thofe  hymns  in  Relly,  which  were  either  altered  or  divided. 

All r  other  hymns,  the  committee  prof efs  to  have  had 
Printed  verbatim,  from  the  mofl  accurate  copies  they 
could  obtain,  nor  have  they  mutilated  a  ftngle  word,  with- 
cut  acknowledgment,  excepting,  that  they  have  prefixed 
Jcriptural  titles,  to  a  number  of  hymns,  which  either  had.. 


PREFACE. 

no  titles  at  all,  or  elfe  were  pofited,  under  improper  heads , 
in  other  editions.  The  Biblical  paffages  referred  to,  at  the 
top  of  the  hymns,  are  in  them/elves  an  invaluable  treafure. 
It  is  refpeclfully  intimated,  that  parents  would  do  welly 
to  invigorate  the  tender  minds  of  their  offsprings  with  a 
due  portion  of  this  celejlial food,  whilft  the  mouths  of 
babes  and  fucklings  are  perfecting  praife,  from  thofe 
hymns  which  they  may  have  committed  to  memory.  The 
bojom  that  is  early  fraught,  with  the  counfels  ofwifdom> 
able  to  make  wife  unto  falvation,  is  alone  furnijhed 
with  the  only  true  means,  whereby  ripened  manhood,  ma- 
turer  years,  or  declining  age,  can  combat  the  winds  of 
poverty,  the  rain  of  affliction,  and  the  power  of  death, 

J  large,  refpediAble,  and  generous  fubfcription,  filled  up 
much  fooner  than  was  gxpecled,  merlteth  the  acknowledg- 
ments of  gratitude. 

The  committee  alfo  afk  permifftony  very  cordially  to 

thank  their  brethren  of  various  denominations,  for  the 

friendly  promptitude  which  marked  their  kind  conducl,  in 

the  loan  of  many  fcarce  and  valuable  colleclions,  which 

have  been  greatly  ferviceable. 

After  all,  it  is  poffible,  that  the  committee  may  have 
erred,     'the  judgment  of  man  is   extremely  fallacious. 
This  confolation,  however,  abideth,  thai  the  Angelic  fong  of 
GLORY  to  GOD  U  the  HIGHEST,  and  PEACE 
upon  EARTH,  has  been  their  invariable  directory, 

GEORGE  RICHARDS,  1  n 
OLIVER  W,  LANE,     \Lommtte'* 
Bofton,  October,  1792, 


, 


\ 

CATALOGUE    of    Authors    and   Col- 
lections. 


ADDISON 
Bent.  Coll. 
.Bcddome 
Bap.  Gen.  Coll. 
Cennick 
Cowper 
Doddridge 
Epifcopal  Pfal. 
Francis 
Fa  w  celt 
Gibbons 
Glaffe 
Hart 

Howard's  Coll. 
Kenn 


K . 

Knapp's  Pfal. 
L.  H.  C-. 
Lane  I. 

Maddan'sColl. 
Murray  J. 

N 

Need  ham 
Newton 
Original 
Peacock 
Relly  John 
Relly  James 
Rippon's  Coll. 
Robinfon 


Stennett  I. 
Stennett  S. 
Straphaa 
Toplady 
Toplady's  Coll. 
Turner 
Watts'  Pfa. 
Hymns 

Lvr. 

M— . 

Winchef.  iColl. 

2C0II. 

W . 

Whitfield'sColl. 


-~»a*»-*»33E 


TABLE  of  Divisions  and   Altera- 
tions in   Relly. 

Hymns  divided  into  Parts,  forming  Nezo  Hymns. 

THE  i,  ix,  xix,  xii,  xlv,  lvi,  lviii,  and  lx  of  James 
Relly' s  s  and  the  ii  of  John  Relly's. 

Hymns  having  one,  or  more  vtrfes  omitted,* 
The  iv,  xii,  xxvi,  xxvii,  xxviii,    xlv,    xlvi,    xlviii- 
li,  lix,  Ixi  of  James  Kelly's  ;  and  xiv,  xxvii  of  John 
Kelly's. 

Hymns  having  one,  or  more  words,  or  lines  altered  A 
The  iv,  ix,  xii,  xvi,   xxxiii,  xlv.    lviii,   lxvii,    of 
James  Kelly's  ;  and  the  i,  ii,  xxii,  of  John  Relly's. 

*  The  omiflions,  in  general,  were  founded  upon  the  frequent  re- 
petition of  the  fame  fentimeot. 

\  The. alterations  aie  few  5  they  principally  conf.ir  in  the  exchange 
or'fome  very  b;>tjh  word  s,  for  rhofe  of  &  nti'der  implication  j  as, 
(urjtd  ivbod,  curjed  tree,  &c  iot  fatal  wood,  f  awful  tree,  cVc. 


TABLE  of  Particular  Metres  and 

Tunes. 
HYMNS  compofed  in  the  fame  metre,  as  Relly's, 
Come  ye  Lovers  of  the  Lamb. 
Suited  to  West  Boston  and  Middleton. 

NUMBER  iv,  xxx,  xxxii,  xlvi,  xci,  xciv,  c,  ex, 
cxvii,  exxvi,  exxxvii,  clvii,  clxv>  clxxi,  clxxiii3 
cixxiv,  exevi,  ecliv,  eclxxix,  cexe,  ccxevi. 

HYMNS  compofed  in  the  fame  metre  as  Relly's, 
O  Love  what  a  jecret  to  mortals  thou  art. 
Suited  to  the  tune  of  Moravia. 
NUMBER  xxxi,  xli,  lvii,  eclxviii. 

HYMNS  compofed  in  the  fame  metre  as  Relly's, 

Eternal  Excellence. 
Suited  to  Amherst,  Bethesda,  Columbia,  Ju- 
bilee and  Lenox. 
NUMBER  x,  xxxvi,  liii,  Ixi,  cii,  clviii,  ccxxiii3 
ccxxix,  ccxxxv,  ccxxxvii,  ccxli,  cclvi,  eclxix,  ccciii. 


HYMNS  compofed  in  the  fame  metre  as  Rippon's, 

The  Bible  is  jujlly  ejleemed. 
Suited  to  the  tune  of  Savannah. 

NUMBER  xi,  celvxviv,  ccci. 


HYMNS  compofed  in  the  fame  metre  as  Relly's, 

Hail  Jefus^  perfeR  God  and  man. 

Suited  txT  Northborough  or  Hull. 

NUMBER  xlvii,  lxxxiii,  cix,  cxi,  cxii,  cxiii,  cxiv, 

exxv,  exxvii,  cxl,  cxliv,  cciv,  ccv,  ccxxxi,   ccxxxix, 

cclii,  cclix,  eclxi,  eclxxxiii,  eclxxxvii,  cccii. 


HYMNS  compofed  in  the  fame  metre  as  Relly's, 
Sing  the  triumphs  of  your  Conq'ring. 
Suited  to  Conquest  or  Littleton. 
NUMBER  xxiii,  xlv,  clxxxix,  exci,  exev,  ccxeii, 
ccexvi. 

(£f=  Some  of  the  above  are  with  Hallelujahs :  others  t§ 
be  fung  without, 


TABLE,  &c. 

HYMNS  compofed  in  the  fame  metre  as  Rell/s, 

The  Fiflory's  Won. 

Suited  to  the  tune  of  Madrid. 

NUMBER  xliii,  clxxxvii,  cclxxxvi,  ccc.  cccvi. 


HYMNS  compofed  in  the  fame  metre  as  Re]Iy'$> 

What  dazzling  glories  Jlrihe  mine  eye, 
Suited  to  St.  Helens,  America,  and  Sinai. 
NUMBER  ccxxxiii,  ccxxxiv,  ccxlii. 


HYMNS  compofed  in  the  fame  metre  as  Relly's, 
Canaan  promised  is  before. 
Suited  to  Mendom  and  Burlington, 
NUMBER  lxxviii,  lxxxiv,     cxlviii,   cli,  clxix,> 
ccxxx,  ccxxxviii,  ccxcix,  cccviii. 

HYMN  Relly's, 
All  is  hujby  the  battles  o'er. 
Suited  to  the  tune  of  Jerusalem. 
NUMBER  clxi. 


HYMNS  compofed  in  the  fame  metre  as  Knapp's, 
cIhy  Eternal  fpeaks  :  All  Heaven  attends. 
To  the  tune  of  Redemption. 
NUMBER  exc,  cexxv. 

HYMNS   clxxxviii,  exciii,   cccx,      Tunea    un- 
certain. 


INDEX 


INDEX 

Of  Contents,  Page,    Metre,    Verses, 
thors  or  Collections. 


Ab-- 


Page       Metre     Verfes     Authors 

fall  15  L.M.     3      Watts 

18  L.M. 

19  L.M. 

20  L.M. 

70  CM. 

71  L.M. 
^115  L.M. 
anj  P.M. 

139     L.M. 

*  140     P.M. 

tf  141     L.M. 

a  141     P.M. 

a  142     L.M. 

a  143     P.  M- 

a  144     P.  M. 

^151      S.M. 

a  162     P.M. 

a  163     L.M- 

#164    L.M. 

*i$4  S.M. 
CM. 
P.  M. 

azio  L.M. 
BRUISED  *  31  S.M. 
Bruif.  of  Serp.  a  32  P.M. 
Baptifm  a    94     S.M. 

Baptizer  a  166     S.M. 

BleiTed,  in  a 166     L.M. 

Bridegroom  a  i6y  L.M. 
Brother  *  267     L.M. 

Builder  #190     P.M. 

fcf  Thofe  Hymns  marked  with  (a)  have  immediate  in- 
ference to  the  SAVIOUR  of  the  WORLD.    mme0l*te  l^ 
b 


ANGELS, 
Adam 
Abel's  blood 
Abraham 
Aaron 

Achor's  Vale 
Agony 


Afcenfion,  of     a 


Advocate 

All  in  All 

Alpha 

Amen 

Adoption,  in 

Atonement,  of  a  208 

a  209 


Verfes 

3 
5 

5 

3 

6 

3 

10 

5 

7 
i 
6 
5 
4 
4 
6 

5 

7 

3 

3 

9 
6 

4 
3 
5 
7 
5 
3 
3 
6 
2 
4 


Original 

Watts 

Original 

Reify 

Original 

Epif.  PfaJ, 

RelJy 

Wefley 

Whitfield 

Watts 

We% 

Rippon 

Original 

Murray 

Original 

*  *     -— — 

Relly 

Watts 

Toplady 

Stennett 


Relly 
Fawcett 
Original 
Reliy 


INDEX 


CREATION        afi 

»  ■  Adam's  1 3 

Cloud,  and  Pillar   24 


Church,  in 

Confolation 

Comforter 

Corner  Stone 

Counfellor 

Chrift 

Circumcifion 

Condefcenfion 

Crucified 

Crofs 


34 
35 
35 
36 
37 
72 
92 
a  103 

#  121 
a  121 
"  123 
<?  127 
a  168 

*  168 


Crucifixion 
Complete,  in 
Conqueror 
Charity  Lectures  254 

'  255 
Children  dedic.  257 
25? 


DECEIVER 
Defire  of  nations  a 
Dwelling  place  a 


Doer,  of 
David 
Death,  of 


Deity,  of 

Door 


14 

37 
38 

39 

72 

120 

121 

121 

122 

a  123 

a  124 

#  125 

*  12b 
tf  127 
tf  127 
a  169 
«  170 


Meter 

L.M. 
L.M. 
L.M. 
L.M. 
P.M. 
P.M. 
P.M. 
CM. 
P.M. 
P.M. 
CM. 
P.M. 
L.M. 
P.M. 
CM. 
P.M. 
P.M. 
CM. 
CM. 
CM. 
CM. 

CM. 
CM. 
L.M. 
CM. 
L.M. 
S.  M. 
P.  M. 
L.M. 
L.M. 
P.M. 
L.M. 
L.M. 
L.M. 
CM. 
L.M. 
L.M. 
CM. 


Verfes 

3 
3 

6 
2 

3 
b 

3 

6 

4 
4 
2 

5 
5 
5 
2 

5 
5 
5 
5 

4 

4 
5 

I 

3 

4 
4 

5 
6 

5 

7 
3 
6 

5 
6 
6 

4 


Authors 

Original 


Watts 

Hart 

Original 

Reify 

Original 

Whitfield 

Doddridge 

Relly 

Watts 

Relly 

Stennett 

W^efley 

Relly 

Doddridge 


Watts 

RelJy 

Rippon 

Relly 

Original 

Peacock 

Relly 

Watts 

Steele 

Relly 

Stennett 

Whitfield 

Original 

Stennett 

Relly 

Watts 

Doddridge 


INDEX, 


Page 

Dedic.  children    257 
' 257" 


EVE 
Elea 
Exaltation,  of 


Eternity,  of       a 

FALL,  the 
Faithful  a 

Fire,  and  Pillar 
Fruits,  rlrfl 
Faired 
Father 
Friend 
Fountain 
Fading 
Fcrgiver 
Free  gift 
Fulnefs 
Faith,  in 


13 

40 

146 

HI 

H7 
148 

149 

150 


Funeral 


GOSPEL  cf 


*4 

16 

24 
25 
4i 
42 
42 

43 

95 
172 

*  *73 

"  174 
^233 

*  234 

*  235 

*  236 
a  2$7 

259 

260 

*  10 
a  1 1 
a  12 
<7  12 


Gentiles,  in  a  44 
GiverofLiberty  0  175 
God  with  us      #176 


Metre 

CM. 

CM. 

CM. 
L.M. 
L.M. 
L.M. 
CM. 
L.M. 
L.M. 
CM. 
CM. 

L.M. 

L.M. 
L.M. 
CM. 
P.  M. 
L.M. 
L.M. 
CM. 
CM. 
CM. 
CM. 
CM. 
S.  M, 
CM. 
S.M. 
P.  M. 
CM. 
L.M. 
L.M. 

CM. 
CM. 
CM. 
L.M. 
L.M. 
CM. 
CM, 


Verfes     Authors 

5      Doddridge 
4      Watts 


Original 

Watts 

Steele 

Doddridge 

Relly 

Watts 


3 
5 
6 

4 
5 

4 

7      , 

7      Rippon 

5     Rsiiy 

6 
6 
5 
5 

6 

3 

3 

5 

12 

5 

7 
8 

4 
5 
6 

4 
4 
4 
4 


Watts 
N- — -. 
Original 

Reliy 

Original 

Newton 

Cowper 

Relly 

Peacock 

Relly 

Beddome 

Doddridge 

Rippon 

Top  lady 

Wefley 

Relly 


Stennett 
Gibbons 

Watts 

Rippon 
Watts 
Doddridge 
Relly 


INDEX. 


Grace,  in 


Glory,  in 
with 

HOLINESS 
Hufband 
Hiding  place 
Humiliation,  of 


Heir  of  all 
Hope,  in 


Page  Metre 

^7  176  C:M. 

a  \tj  CM. 

a  178  CM. 

Hi  78  L.M. 

a  179  L.M. 

a    30  P.M. 

a    48  L.M. 

a    63  S.M. 

a  103  CM. 

a  104  CM. 

a  105  L.M. 

a  106  CM. 

a  107  L.M. 

a  107  S.M. 

*  108  L.M. 
a  180  S.M. 

*  288  CM. 
« 229  CM. 

a  230  L.M. 

■■  ■        —           a  230  L.M. 

■                          a  231  S.M. 

INTRODUCT.      1  L.M. 

Ifaac  at  peace            20  P.  M. 

Immanuel           a    44  P.M. 

IncreafeofChh.  a    45  L.M. 

Incarnation,  of   a    79  CM. 

■ a    79  P.M. 

a    80  CM. 

a    81  CM. 

a    8?  I.M. 

*    83  CM. 

Invitation,  of      a    90,  P.M. 

Interceflion,  of   a  15*  S.M. 

a  152  S.M. 

. a  153  CM. 

. 0153  L.M. 

Image,  of           a  18 r  L.M. 


Verfes   Authcn 

4    .Original 
Toplady 
Murray 
Watts 

Reliy 


Rclly 


Doddridge 

Relly 
3     Bed  do  me 
7     Relly 


8     Peacock 
6     Watts 
Relly 


Watts 
Rippon 
Steele 
Doddridge 

Original 

Relly 

Beddome 

Relly 

Murray 

Medley 

Peacock 

Watts 

Relly 

W 


Original 


5     Steele 
5     Peacock 


I    N    D     E     X 


JACOB 
Jofeph 

Jubilee 
Jew,  in 
Judgment 
Jubilee 
Juftifier 

KING 

Kingdom,  of 


Law  moral 

ceremonial 

Lamb 

Light 
Lover 
Life 
Love,  of 


MELCHIZ. 
Maker 
Mercy 
Meffenger 
Meffiah 
Mighty  God 
Mofes 
Miracles,  of 

Manifeftation 
Meflage,  of 
Mediator 


Page 
21 
21 
26 

a    44 

J  55 
i6r 

a  182 

a  46 
a  47 
a  182 
aiS3 

7 

7 

a  184. 

*  185 
a  186 
a  187 

*  205 
a  222 
a  223 

*  224 

*225 

a  226 


<?  22 

a    48 

*  49 
a    50 

*  51 
«  52 

73 
0  98 

0  98 
a  100 

*  ior 
a   152 

*  J53 

b2 


Metre 

L.M. 
L.M. 
P.M. 
L.M. 
P.M. 
L.M. 
CM. 

L.M. 
P.M. 
CM. 
P.M. 

L.M. 
P.M. 

L,M. 
L.M. 
L.M, 
CM. 
S.M. 
P.M. 
P.M. 
S.M. 
L.M. 
CM. 

P.M. 
L.M. 
CM. 

CM. 
L.M. 
L.M. 

CM. 
S.M. 
L.M. 
P.M. 
CM. 
S.M. 
CM. 


Vcrfes     Author? 

3  Original 

4  

6  Toplady 

5  Watts 

5  Wefley 

6  Doddridge 

4  Relly 

5  Watts 
4  Wefley 

6  Watts 
4  Madan 


Rippon 
Cow  per 
Peacock 
Fawcett 
Relly 


5 

6 

3 
5 
5 

4  Wefley 

5  Relly 

4  L.  H.  C— , 

4  Relly 

7  Rippon 

9  Stennett 


W 

Relly 

Stennett 

Rippon 

Needham 

Original 

Watts 

Original 

Watts 

Wefley 

Murray 

Original 


I    N  D    E    X. 

Page  Mere    Verfes     Author! 

Made  fin  a  iSj  L.M.     6     Relly 

Matter  a  189  P.M.     4 

Mercy  feat  a  191  S.  M.     4 


NOAH 
Names,  of 
Nativity,  of 


New,  all  tilings 
New  year 


22 

84 

85 
86 

87 


89 
90 

188 
258 


OFFICES,  of   a    74 
Omega  #  16*3 

Offices,  of  a  192 

Opener  of  Seals  a  193 


PRAISE,  to 


Prophecy,  of 
Praife,  to 
Promife,  of 
Praife,  to 


Perfea 
Prince 
Prophet 
Praife,  to 


r 
2 

3 

4 
5 

9 
12 
16 

*7 

23 

*  29 

*  53 
«    54 

*  54 

*  68 
a   69 


P.M. 
P.M. 
CM. 
P.M. 
P.M. 
P.M. 
P.M. 
P.M. 
P.M. 
CM. 
P.  M. 
P.M. 

CM. 
L.M. 
P.M. 
PiM 

L.M. 
L.M. 
P.  M. 

P.  M. 
L.M. 
P.M. 
CM. 
L.M. 
P.  M. 
P.M. 
CM. 
L.M. 
CM. 
CM. 
L.M. 
CM, 


Original 

Epif.  Fftb 

Relly 

Whitfield 

Relly 

Howard 

Relly 

Knapp 

Original 

Relly 

Robinfon 


6  Rippon 

3  Original 
5  Howard 

4  Relly 


Original 
Rippon 

Relly 
Watts 

K 

Walts 

Beddome 

Relly 

Original 

Wei  ley 

Relly 

Original 

Watts 

Wcfley 

Steele 


INDEX. 


Fraife  to 


Prefentation,  in 
Preaching,  of 
Praife,  to 
Poverty,  of 
Praife,  to 
Paflion,  of 

Praife,  to 


Prieft 
Praife,  to 


Prayer,  of 
to. 


Praife,  to 


'Page 
a    78 

83 
9' 
93 
97 
a  102 
a  104 
a  109 
a  in 
a  1 14. 
a  uq 

<7I28 

a  138 

#  145 

#  151 
a  154 
tf  161 

a  195 
a  207 
a  210 
a  217 
*?  222 
a  227 

#  232 
tf  238 

*239 
a  240 
tf  241 
a  242 
^243 
«  244 
6245 
6245 
a  i^h 
a  246 
a  246 
6246 


Metre 

P.M. 

CM. 

CM 

S.M. 

S.M. 

S.M. 

CM. 

P.M. 

L.M. 

CM. 

L.M. 

P.M. 

CM. 

CM. 

CM. 

P.M. 

P.M. 

P.M. 

CM. 

L.M. 

P.M. 

L.M. 

LM. 

L.M. 

P.M. 

P.M. 

P.M. 

CM. 

S.  M. 

P.M. 

CM. 

P.M. 

L.M. 

S.  M. 

CM. 

P.iM. 

L.M. 

CM, 


Verfes     Authors 

7  Whitfield 

6  Steele 

4  Watts. 
6  Original 

5     p 

5  Wefley 

9  Relly 

10  Turner 


5 
5 
5 
4 
6 
6 
4 
3 
3 
5 
6 

3 

6 

4 
3 
4 
6 
2 
6 

7 
4 
6 
6 

9 

1 
1 


Watts 


Whitfield 

Glafs 

Watts 

Rippon 

Wefley 

Original 

Cennick 

Watts 

Original 

Whitfield 

Epif.  Pfal. 

Whitfield 

Peacock 

Cennick 

Whitfield 

Straphan 

Rippon 

Winchefier 

Whitfield 

Rippon 

Robinfon 

Ken 

Beddome 

Watts 

Whitfield 

Watts 


I     N    D     E     X. 


Praife  to 


Pjt;e       Metre     Vcrfcs      <4iit!ior<; 


^H7 
^?247 
^247 

a  248 
a  260 


22 
24 

55 
56 
56 

57 


RAINBOW  a 
Rod,  Aaron's  # 
Rain  a 

Ranfom  a 

Refuge  a 

Revealer  a 

Righteoufcefsjof a   58 

a    59 

Rock  «   60 

RefurrecHon,  of  a  129 

<7 1 30 

■            al22 

.  a  132 

#  1 32 

■             <*  134 

'  a  136 

tf  137 

■rhelafttf  157 


Refrefhing 
Refti  anion 
Reconciler 
Redeemer 
Redemption,  in 


**59 
<?  160 

#  196 

*  197 
a  211 
ail's 

***3 

a  214. 

a  216 


SCRIPTURE,  of  5 
8 

28 
29 


P.  M. 

P.  M. 
P.M. 
P.M. 
P.  M. 
S.  M. 

P.  M. 
L.M. 
L.M. 
L.M. 
CM. 
S.M. 
L.M. 
L.M. 
S.M. 
P.M. 
CM. 
CM. 
P.  M. 
CM. 
CM. 
P.  M. 
L.M. 
P.M. 
CM. 
P.M. 
P.M. 
P.M. 
P.M. 
P.M. 
L.M. 
CM. 
P.M. 


1 

1 
1 

6 
9 

4 

3 
6 

4 
7 
4 
6 
6 
6 

5 

10 

4 

4 

5 

11 

7 
6 

4 
b 

5 
4 

4 

5 

4 
6 

9 

4 


Whitfield 

Rippon 

Hart 

Bentley 

Rippon 

Winchefter 

Original 


Rippon 

Relly 

Wefley 

Rippon 

Relly 

Doddridge 

Relly        • 

Whitfield 

Relly 

Watts 

Howard 

Rippon 

Original 
Rippon 


Relley 

Knapp 

Relly 
Steele 
Watts 
Knapp 


Serpent  brazen 
Shew  Bread 


CM.  6  Steele 

CM.  3  Rippon 

L.M.  5  Gen.  Bap.  Coll. 

CM.  3  Original 


INDEX. 


Sacrifice 
Salvation 
Strength 
Sun 

Star,  of 
Sam  Ton 
Subftancc 
Sufferings,  of 


Saviour 
Seeker 

Sinners,  Friend 
Shepherd 
Son  of  Man 
Sonfhip,  in 
San<5tification 
^lvation,  of 


Page 
60 
6l 

63 
64 

7* 
IS 
a  76 
a  in 
a  in 
a  113 
a  114 
a  115 
<?  116 
ail 
an 
ai<)& 
tfiQQ, 
*  200 
a  201 
a  202 

*20£ 
tf  206 

any 
<?  218 


Metre 

L.M. 
P.M. 
S.M. 
CM. 
L.M. 
L.M. 
CM, 
L-M. 
L.M. 
P.M. 
CM. 
L.M, 
L.M. 
P.M. 
L.M. 
P.M. 
S.M. 
P.M. 
L.M. 
S.M. 
S.M. 
L.M. 
P.M. 
C^ 


Verfes     Authors 

7  Watts 

5  Relly 

4  Watts 

4  Peacock 
3  Original 

3  

5  Watts 
5  Watts 

10  Reily 

5  "Watts 

10  Relly 

7  Watts 

5  Original 

8  Relly 

4  Original 

5  Whitfield 

6  Addifon 
4  Original 
4  Relly 

6  Doddridge 

s  *?"'•-• 


I  ■    N    D    E     X.' 


Types  of 
Adam     • 
Abel 
Abraham 
Aaron 

Achor's  Vale 
David 
Fruits  firft 
J  fane 
Jacob 
Jofeph 
Jo(hua 


Page      Mitre    Verfes     Authors 


a 

:>: 

J, 

J- 


19 

20 


20 
21 
21 

73 


JVIelchizedeck  j  <?    22 
Noah  I  «    22 

Red  j  a 

SerpentBrazen  )>a 


Shew -Bread 
Sam  (on 
Year,  Sabbatic 
Tree 
Tppftone 
es 


24 
28 


29 

75 

66 
76 

77 


L.M. 

L.M 

L.M. 

CM- 

L.M. 

L.M. 

CM. 

P.M- 

L.M. 

L.M. 

CM. 

P.  M. 

P.M. 

L.M. 

L.M. 

CM. 

L.M. 

S.M. 

CM. 

P.M. 

L.M. 

L.M. 

S.M. 


Watts 

Original 

Watts 
Original 


Watts 

\  *7 


Original 

Gen.  15;  p. 
Original 


Reily 


"Watts 


Original 


I    N    D    E    X, 


Pages 

Word  a  207 

Worniip,atthe"|^^48 
Opening  of    T  J> 

\Vor(niD,atthe7^25° 

J.725I 

Wedding  a  256 

Y£AR,Sabbatic£    27 
Year,  new  a  258 

ZEAL  a   68 


Metre     Verfes     Author* 

Relly 

Murray 

Relly 

Whitfield 

Relly 


CM. 

P.M. 
L.M. 
L.M. 
P.M. 
CM. 
P.M. 
CM. 

S.M. 
P.M. 


Rippon 

7     Relly  " 
3     R  obi  nib  n 

CM.     3     Original 


GENERAL    HEADS. 

F*om 
Pate  to  Page 

CREATION,  PROVIDENCE,  &c.  i—  5 
Of  SCRIPTURE.  Leg,  Proph.Evang.  5—  12 
TheCREATION,FALL,RECOVERY,&c.i3—  17 
Patriarchal  TYPES  and  PROPHECIES,  18—  23 
The  SHADOW  S  of  the  LAW,  24—  29 

ATTRIBUTES,  NAMES.  &c.  of  CHRIST 30—  69 
Particular  TYPES  and  PROPHECIES,  70—  78 

The  INCARNATION  of  the  SAVIOUR     79—  84 
His  NATIVITY  84—  OI 

.— LIFE  02 — 10* 

. HUMILIATION  103—109 

SUFFERINGS  in— 119 

DEATH  120-128 

RESURRECTION  129-138 

ASCENSION  I39-M5 

EXALTATION  146-151 

INTERCESSION  151—155 

GLORIOUS  APPEARING  155—162 

ATTRIBUTES  and  NAMESof  CHRIST  162-208 
The  ATONEMENT  208— 21 1 

REDEMPTION  211—217 

. SALVATION  217—222 

Of  LOVE  222—228 

—HOPE  228—233 

—FAITH  233—238 

-PRAYER  239-343 

—  PRAISE  244—247 

HYMNS  for  panic.  PARTS  of  WORSHIP  248—253 
MISCELLANEOUS  HYMNS  254—261 

HYMNS  for  the  LORD'S  SUPPER  262— 26^ 


PSALMS,    HYMNS, 

AND 

SPIRITUAL    SONGS 


HYMNI.     L.  M.     Original. 

Introductory  to  the  Work, 
A&s  xvi't.  26.  MaL  \\.  10.  Rom.  v.  iS. 

1  rT^HOUGH  various  names,  O  Lord,  divide 

J      The  difPring  tribes  cf  Adam's  race  ; 
Yet  all  to  him,  to  thee  allied, 
Arefons  of  wrath,  and    heirs  of  grace, 

2  One  law  of  death  condemns  the  whole, 
The  eaft,  the  weft,  the  fouth,  the  north  : 
And  one  free  gift  gives  life  to  all   , 
The  prefent,  future,  pa  ft  of  earth. 

3  From  one,  all  nations^  kindreds  fprung  : 
1  To  one  they  tend  ;  that  one  art  Thou  . 

Then  be  thy  praife  in  concert  fung, 
By  all  thine  offspring,  here  below" 


Creation,  Providence,  Redemption. 
and  Salvation,  celebrated  in  Songs  o£ 
Praise. 

HYMN  II.     L.  M.     Original, 

Praife  for  Creation. 
Rev.  iv.  11.  Colcff.  i.  16.    Rom.  xi.   36. 

T  "\A7^HiLST  ElderS  fa]1  bcf0re  thy  thFOne' 
^    \  V     Therainbow'd  throne  whofe  bafe  is  Jove ;, 

To  man,  they  make  thy  pleafure  known, 

The  caufe  of  life  below,  above. 

B, 


2  HYMNS. 

2  Thou  Lord,  art  worthy,  loud  they  cry, 
Of  glory,  honour,  pow'r  divine  : 

For  all  in  earth,  and  all  on  high, 
Were  made  by  thee  ;  and  all  are  thine  : 

3  Hence,  Angels,  Spirits,  Elders  fing 
Hofannas,  in  one  choral  {train. 

The  Heav'ns  they  hymn  th*  Eternal  King: 
And  Earth  repeats  Amen,  Amen. 

HYMN  lit     L.  M.    Rippon's  ColL 

Praife  for  Providence. 
Mat.  v.  45.  A£l%  xiv.  17.  P/a.  cxlv.  16. 

1  /TYHY  ways,  O  Lord,  with  wife  deilgn, 

JL      Are  fram'd  upon  thy  thrcne  above. 
And  ev'ry  dark  or  bending  line, 
Meets  in  the  centre  of  thy  love. 

2  With  feeble  light,  and  half  obfeure, 
Poor  mortals  thy   arrangements  view, 
Not  knowing  that  the  leaft  are  lure, 
And  the.  myfterious  jufl:  and.  true. 

3  Thy  flock,  thy  own  peculiar  care, 
Tho'  now  they  feem  to  roam  uney'd, 
Art  led  or  driven  only  where, 
They  beft  and  fafeft  may  abide. 

4  They  neither  know,  nor  trace  the  way. 
But  trufting  to  thy  piercing  Eye  ; 
None  of  their  feet  to  ruin  firay, 

Nor  (hall  the  weakeft  fail  or  die. 

5  My  favor'd  foul  (hall  meekly  learw, 
To  lay  her  reafon  at  thy  throne  ; 
Too  weak  thy  fecrets  to  difcern, 
I'll  trull  thee  for  my  guide  alone. 


H    Y    M    N    s. 

HYMN  IV.     P.  M.     Rippon's  Coll 

Praife  for  Redemption. 

Lute,  i.  63.    i  Pet.  i.  18,  19.  Pfa.  cxxx.  7. 

•j  T^TOW  begin  the  heav'nly  theme, 
J\\     Sing  aloud  in  Jefu's  Name  : 
Ye  who  his  falv2tion  prove, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

-2  Ye,  who  fee  the  Father's  grace 
Beaming  in  the  Saviour's  face, 
As  to  Canaan  on  ye  move, 
Praife  and  blefs  redeeming  love. 

3  Mourning  fouls,  dry  up  your  tears? 
Banifhall  your  guilty  fears  ; 

See  your  guih  and  curfe  remove., 
Cancell'd  by  redeeming  love. 

4  Ye,  alas  !  who  long  have  been 
Willing  flaves  of  death  and  fin, 
Now  from  biifs  no  longer  rove. 
Stop  and  tafte  redeeming  love. 

5  Welcome  all,  by  Cm  opprefr, 
Welcome  to  his  facred  reft  ; 
Nothing  brought  him  from  above5 
Nothing  but  redeeming  love, 

6  When  his  fpirit  leads  us  honie^ 
When  we  to  his  glory  come, 
We  fhall  all  the  fulnefs  prove, 

Of  our  Lord's  redeeming  love.  * 

7  Hefubdu'd  th'  infernal  pow'rs, 
Thofe  tremendous  foes  of  ours, 
From  their  curled  empire  drove  ; 
Mighty  in  redeeming  love. 


4  HYMNS. 

8  Hither,  then,  your  mufick  bring, 
Strike  aloud  each  cheerful  firing, 
Mortals  join  the  hofts  above, 
Join  to  praife  redeeming  love. 

HYMNV,    P.  M.    John  Relly, 

Praife  for  Salvation. 
John  lit.  17.  xii.  47.  ^  Tim.  1,  9. 

DME  ye  lovers  of  the  Lamb, 


■c 


Praife  the  great  almighty  name  ; 
To  your  God  your  fongs  begin, 
To  the  Lamb  your  bleeding  King. 

2  Jefus,  thee  we  honours  give  ; 
Live  Almighty  Jefus,  live  ; 

"Thou  haft  penn'd  our  fongs  with  blood, 
Thee  we  hail,  incarnate  Go^i. 

3  We  were  laden  once  with  fin, 

But  the~Lamb  hath  made  us  clean  ; 
We,  who  once  in  darknefs  lay, 
Now  behold  eternal  day. 

4  Strangers  once  and  far  from  God, 
Now  brought  home  by  Jefu's  blood, 
Shining  in  our  wedding  drefs, 

In  the  Lord,  our  righteoufnefs. 

5  Poor,  and  low,  we  once  did  lie. 
Full  of  wants,  and  fore  opprefs'd  ; 
Jefus  now  hath  rais'd  us  high, 
All  our  grievances  redrefs'd. 

6  Deeply  finking  once  in  hell, 
Without  hope,  and  without  God  ; 
Now  our  tongues  C3n  greatly  tell, 
We  are  fav'd  by  Jefu's  blood. 


H     Y     M    N     S. 

7  Freely  we  are  fav'd  ky  grace, 
Heart  and  hand  we  this  embrace  ; 
This  below,  fills  ev'ry  tongue, 
This  above,  is  all  the  fong. 

8  Praifes  frill  to  Chrift  we  fing, 

Chrift  our  Prophet,  Prieft,  and  King  ; 
Living  waters  in  us  flow, 
Glory  is  begun  below. 

HYMN  VI.     L.  M.     Watt's  Pfalm  117. 

Univerfal  Praife, 

Pfa.\xv\.  4.      "Rev.  v.  13. 

i  TJ>ROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  fides 
JJ     Let  the  Creator's  praife  arife  : 
.Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  fung 
Through  ev'ry  land,  by  ev'ry  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord  ; 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  : 
Thy  praife  fliall  found  from  fhore  to  fhore, 
Till  funs  fhall  rife  and  fet  no  mere. 


The  Scriptures,  Legal,  Prophetic,  and 
Evangelical,  collectively  teftify  of  the 
Saviour. 

H  Y  M  N  VII.    C.  M.     Steele:! 

The  Excellence  of  Scripture. 

2  Tim.  iii.  16.     Kent.  xv.  4. 

i  TT^ATKiT-Rof  mercies,  in  thy  word 
JP       What  endiefs  glory  fhines  ! 
tor  ever  be  thy  name  ador'd 
For  thefe  ceiefttal  lines. 

B2 


6  HYMNS. 

2  Here,  may  the  wretched  Tons  of  want 
Exhauftlefs  riches  find ; 

Riches,  above  what  earth  can  grant, 
And  lafling  as  the  mind. 

3  Here,  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 
And  yields  a  free  repaft, 

Sublimer  fweets  than  nature  knows 
Invite  the  longing  tafte. 

4  Here,  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice, 
Spreads  heav'nly  peace  around  ; 
And  life,  and  everlafting  joys 
Attend  the  blifsful  found. 

5  O  may  thefe  heav'nly  pages  be 
My  ever  dear  delight  ; 

And  mil  new  beauties  may  I  fee, 
And  ftill  increafing  light. 

6  Divine  inftruclor,  gracious  Lc 
Be  thou  for  ever  near  ; 

Teach  me  to  love  thy  facred  word, 
And  view  my  Saviour  there. 

HYMN  VIII.     C.  M.     Rippon's  Coll. 
All  Scripture  Precious. 

J&bn  v.  39.     Lakt  *xiv.  45. 

1   TTOV/  precious  is  the  book  divine* 
By  infpiration  giv'n  ! 
Bright  as  a  lamp,  its  doctrines  mine 
To  guide  our  fouls  to  heav'n. 


b 


1 


It  fweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts 
In  this  dark  vale  of  tenrs  ; 
Life,  light,  and  joy,  it  ftill  imparts,    . 
And  quells  our  fifing  fears. 


HYMNS. 

3  This  lamp,  thro'  all  the  tedious  night 
Of  life,  (hall  guide  our  way, 
Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light, 
Of  an  eternal  day. 

HYMN  IX.     L.  M.     Rippon's  Coli, 
The  Moral  Law  our  Schoolmalter. 

Gal.  iii.  24.   iii.  10.  iii.  13. 

r  TTTERE,  Lord,  my  foul  convicted  ftands. 
Of  breaking  all  thy  ten  commands  : 
.And  on  mejuftly  might'ft  thou  pour 
Thy  wrath,  in  one  eternal  fhow'r. 

2  But  thanks  to  God,  its  loud  alarms 
Have  warn'd  me  of  approaching  harms  : 
And  now  O  Lord,  my  wants  I  fee, 
Loft  and  undone  I  come  to  thee. 

3  I  fee  my  fig-leaf  righteoufnefs, 
Can  ne'er  thy  broken  law  redrefs  : 
Yet  in  thy  gofpel  plan  I  fee 
There's  hopes  of  pardon  e'en  for  me, 

4  Here  I  behold  thy  wonders,  Lord,    y 
How  Chrift,  hath  to  thy  law  reftor'd 
Thofe  honors  on  lb'  atoning  day, 
Which  guilty  finners  took  away. 

5  Amazing  wifdom,  pow'r  and  love, 
Difplay'd  to  rebels  from  above  ! 

Do  thou,  O  Lord,  my  faith  increafe, 
To  love  and  truft  thy  plan  of  grace. 

HYMN  X.     P.  M.     Cowper. 

The  Ceremonial  Law  points  to  Chrift. 

Heb.  x.  i.ix.  9.  Cohjf.    ii.  17. 


ISRAEL  in  ancient  day| 
Not  only  had  a  view 


*  HYMNS, 

Of  Sinai  in  a  blaze, 
But  learn'd  the  gofpel  too  : 
The  types  and  figures  were  a  glafs, 
In  which  they  faw  the  Saviour's  face. 

2  The  Pafchal  facrifice, 

And  blood-befprinkled  door, 
Seen  with  enlighten'd  eyes, 
And  once  apply'd  with  pow'r, 
Would  teach  the  need  of  other  blood, 
To  reconcile  an  angry  God. 

3  The  lamb,  the  dove,  fet  forth 
His  perfecl  innocence, 

Whofe  blood  of  matchiefs  worth, 
Should  be  the  foul's  defence  \ 
For  he  who  can  for  fin  atone, 
Muft  have  no  failings  of  his  own. 

4  The  fcape  goat  on  his  head 
The  people's  trefpafs  bore, 
And  to  the  defert  led, 
Was  to  be  feen  no  more : 

In  him  our  furety  feem'd  to  lay, 
"  Behold  I  bear  your  fins  away." 

5  Dipt  in  his  fellow's  blood, 
The  living  bird  went  free  ; 
The  type  well  underfrood, 
Exprefs'd  the  finner's  plea  ; 

Defcrib'd  a  guilty  foul  enlarg'd, 
And  by  a  Saviour's  death  difcharg'd* 

6  Jefus,  I  love  to  trace 
Throughout  the  facred  page  ; 
The  foottfeps  of  thy  grace, 
The  fame  in  ev'ry  age  ! 

O  grant  that  I  may  faithful  be 
To  clearer  light,  vouchfaf'd  to  nic. 


HYMNS."  *> 

H  Y  M  N  XL    P.TVf.    K 

Prophecy  the  Teftimony  of  Jefus. 

Rev.  xix.  10.     2  Pet.  i.  to,  21. 

1  rpiHE  Bible  is  juftly  efteem'd 

The  glory  fupreme  of  the  land, 
Which  (hows  how  a  finner's  redeem'd, 
And  brought  to  Jehovah's  right  hand. 
With  pleafure  we  freely  confefs 
The  Bible  all  books  does  outihine, 
But  Jefus,  his  perfon  and  grace, 
Affords  it  that  luftre  divine. 

2  In  ev'ry  prophetical  book 

Where  God  his  decrees  hath  unfeal'd, 
With  joy  we  behold  as  we  look, 
The  wonderful  faviour  reveal'd  : 
His  glories  project  to  the  eye, 
And  prove  it  was  not  his  defign, 
Thole  glories  concealed  mould  lie, 
But  there  in  full  majefty  mine. 

3  The  firfl  gracious  promife  to  man, 
A  blefled  prediction  appears, 

His  work  is  the  foul  of  the  plan, 
And  gives  it  the  glory  it  wears. 
How  cheering  the  truth  muft  have  been, 
That  Jefus,  the  promifed  feed, 
Should  triumph  o'er  fatan  and  fin, 
And  hell  in  captivity  lead  1 

4  The  Ancient  Levitical  Law 
Was  prophecy  after  its  kind, 

In  types  there  the  faithful  forefaw 
The  Saviour  that  ranfom'd  mankind. 
The  altar,  the  lamb,  and  the  prieft, 
The  blood,  that  was  fprinkled  of  old, 
Had  life  when  the  people  could  tafte, 
The  bleflings  thofe  ihadows  foretold. 


io  H    Y    M    N    S. 

5  Review  each  prophet \a\fong 
Which  fhine  in  prediction's  rich  train, 
The  fweeteft  to  Jefus  belong, 

And  point  out  his  fuff'rings  and  reign  : 
Sure  David  his  harp  never  ftrung, 
With  more  of  true  facred  delight, 
Than  when  of  the  Saviour  he  fung, 
And  he  was  reveal'd  to  his  fight. 

6  May  Jefus  more  precious  become — • 
His  word  be  a  lamp  to  our  feet, 
While  we  in  this  wildernefs  roam, 
'Till  brought  in  his  prefence  to  meet  : 
Then,  then  will  we  gaze  on  thy  face, 
Our  prophet,  our  Pritft  and  our  King  ; 
Recount  all  thy  wonders  of  grace, 
Thypraifes  eternally  iing. 

HYMN  XU.     C.  M.     Stennett. 

The  Glorious  Gofpcl  of  the  BleflTed  God. 

i  Cor.  xv.  I,  3.     Rem  iv.  25. 

i  \*X  THAT  wifdom,  majefty  and  grace 
W     Thro'  all  the  gofpel  thine  ! 
'Tis  God  that  fpeaks,  and  we  confefs 
The  doctrine  moil  divine. 

2  Down  from  his  fhrry  throne  on  high, 
Th'  almighty  Saviour  comes  ; 

Lavs  his  bright  robes  of  glory  by, 
And  feeble  fiefh  afiumes. 

3  The  mighty  debt  that  Tinners  ow'd, 
Upon  the  crofs  he  pays  : 

Then  thro'  the  clouds  afcends  to  God, 
'Mtdit  fhouts  of  loftieft  praife. 


HYMNS.  *r 

4  There  he  our  great  High  Prieft  appears 
Before  his  Father's  throne  j 
Mingles  his  merits  with  our  tears, 
And  pours  faivation  down. 

5.  Great  God,  with  rev'rence  we  adore 
Thy  juftice  and  thy  grace: 
And  on  thy  faithfulnefs  and  pow'r 
Our  firm  dspendance  place. 

HYMN  XIII.     C.  M.     Gibbons. 

The  Gofpel  worthy  of  all  Acceptance, 
1  Tim.  i.  15.    Matt.  xx.  28. 

ESUS,  th' 'eternal  Son  of  God3: 


■J 


Whom  Seraphim  obey, 
The  bofom  of  the  Father  leaves5 
And  enters  human  clay  : 

2  Into  our  fmful  world  he  comes 
The  mefienger  of  grace, 

And  on  the  bloody  tree  expires 
A  victim  in  our  place. 

3  TranfgrelTors  of  tbedeepeft  ftain 
In  him  faivation  find  : 

His  blood  removes  the  fouleft  guiii, 
His  fpirit  heals  the  mmd. 

4  Our  jefus  faves  from  fin  and  hell, 
His  words  are  true  and  fure, 

And  on  this  rock,  our  faith  may  reft 
Immoveably  fecure. 

5  O  let  thefe  tidings  be  receiv'd 
With  univerfal  joy, 

And  let  the  high  angelic  praife 
Our  tuneful  pow'rs' employ  I. 


12  HYMNS. 

6  "  Glory  to  God  who  gave  his  Son, 
"  To  bear  our  fhame  and  pain  : 
"  Hence  peace  on  earth,  and  grace  to  men, 
c<  In  endlefs  bleilings  reign." 

HYMN  XIV\     C.  M.     Watt's  Pfalm  98; 

Praife  for  the  Gofpel. 
Pfa.  xcvi.  x.     Luke  iii.  5,  6. 

1  rT^O  our  almighty  maker,  God, 

X  New  honours  be  addreft  ; 
His  great  falvation  mines  abroad, 
And  makes  the  nations  bleft. 

2  He  fpake  the  word  to  Abram  firft, 
His  truth  fulfils  his  grace ; 

The  Gintiles  make  his  name  their  truft, 
And  learn  his  righteoufnefs. 

4  Let  the  whole  earth  his  iove  proclaim 
With  all  her  different  tongues  j 
And  fpread  the  honours  of  his  name 
In  melody  and  fongs. 

H  Y  M  N  XV.     L.  M.     Rippon's   CqIL 

Prayer  for  the  Spread  of  the  Gofpel. 

I  Tim.  ii.  1.     PJa.  Ixwii.  "U 

1  npO  diftant  lands  thy  gofpel  fend, 

X     And  thus  thy  empire  wide  extend  : 
To  Gentile,  Turk,  and  ftubborn  Jew, 
Thou  King  of  Grace!  Salvation  (hew.. 

2  Where'er  thy  fun,  or  light  arife, 
Thy  name,  O  God  !  imortalize  : 
May  nations  yet  unborn  confefs, 
Thy  wifdom,  pow'r,  and  righteoufnefs. 


HYMN     S.  13 

The  CreationoF  Man,  his  Fall,  Recov- 
ery, Sec. 

HYMN  XVI.     L.  M.     Original. 

The  Creation  of  Adam. 
Gen.  i.  27.  v.  2.    Epbef.  v.  31,  32. 

1  TN  thine  own  image,  Father,  God, 

j[_  That  image  Chrift  the  Lord  difplay'd  ; 
A  prefent  twain — yet  future  one, 
Was  Adam,  male  and  female  made, 

2  Here  firft  the  truth  divine  was  fhown, 
On  which  is  bas'd  Salvation's  plan  : 
Flefh  of  his  flefh — and  bone  of  bone, 
Man  dwells  in  God — and  God  in  man. 

3  O  glorious  type  of  heav'nly  grace  ! 
Creation's  hour  proclaims  the  Son  : 
For  us  he  left  the  Father's  houfe : 
And  in  himfelf,  of  twain  made  one. 

HYMN  XVII.     CM.     Original, 

The  Beguiling  of  Woman. 
1  Tim.  ii.  14.     Epbef.  v.  23. 

1  OAT  AN  transform'd  in  guife  of  light, 
lj  His  fnares  deceptive  fpread  : 

Nor  dar'd  the  fon  of  morn,  of  night, 
Attack  the  woman's  head. 

2  The  weaker  veflel  foil'd  by  guile, 
Soon  fell  an  eafy  prey. 

Adam  was  Eve's,  not  Satan's  fpoil, 
He  gave  himielf  away. 

3  Here  Jefus'  love  is  plainly  mown  ; 
Yes  !  love  more  ftrong  than  death  : 
For  not  afham/d  our  guilt  to  own, 
The  Saviour  yields  his  breath. 

C 


14  HYMNS. 

HYMN  XVIII.     CM.     Watts. 
Man's  Fall  and  Recovery. 
Rem.  viii.20.  zi.    JJa.  xlix.25.     * 

1  TXECEIV'Dbyfubtlefnaresofhell, 

|  3  Adam  our  head,  our  father,  fell, 
"When  Satan  in  the  ferpent  hid, 
Propos'd  the  fruit  that  God  forbid. 

2  Death  was  the  threatning  ;  death  began 
To  take  pofTeffion  of  the  man  : 

His  unborn  race  receiv'd  the  wound, 
And  heavy  curfes  fmote  the  ground. 

3  But  Satan  found  a  worfe  reward  ; 
Thus  faith  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord, 
"Let  everlafting  hatred  be 
Betwixt  the  woman's  feed  and  thee. 

4  The  woman's  feed  (hall  be  my  Son, 
He  (hall  deftroy  what  thou  haft  done ; 
Shall  break  thy  head,  and  only  feel 
Thy  malice  raging  at  his  heel." 

5  "  He  fpake,  and  bid  four  theufand  years 
Roll  on  ;  at  length  his  Son  appears  j 
Angels  with  joy  defcend  to  earth, 

And  fing  the  young  Redeemer's  birth. 

6  Lo,  by  the  fons  of  hell  he  dies  ; 

But  as  he  hung  'twixt  earth  and  fkies, 
He  gave  their  prince  a  fatal  blow, 
And  triumph'd  o'er  the  pow'rs  below." 

HYMN  XIX.    C.  M.    James  Relly. 

The  Deceiver  and  Deceived. 

Genefis  iii.  14.  Rev.  xii.  9.  xx.  10. 

I  '       ORD  !  ev'ry  knee  to  thee  (hall  bow, 
P  tJ  Whether  they  ftood  or  fell  \ 


HYMNS.  15 

In  heav'n  above,  or  earth  below, 
Or  in  eternal  hell. 

2  All  (hall  thy  grace  or  fury  prove  ^ 
Thy  kingdom  all  fhall  own  : 
Man  fhall  be  happy  in  thy  love  % 
Let  Satan  dread  thy  frown. 

3  Thus  ev'ry  tongue  conftrain'd  by  grace, 
Or  power,  (hall  confefs 

The  Lord,  with  a  confufed  face. 
Or,  Chrift  their  righteoufnefs. 

4  Herein  the  Father's  glorify'd, 
That  thou  art  Lord  of  all  ; 

Whilft  men  and  angels'  fwelling  pride 
Before  thy  feet  fhall  fall. 

HYMN  XX.    L.  M.     Watts. 

Fallen  Angels  Punifhed  and  Men  Saved. 
Jude  i.  6.    a  Tbejf.  is.  8. 

1  T7* ROM  heav'n  the  finning  angels  fell, 

Jj    And  wrath  and  darknefs  chain'd  them  down  $ 
But  man,  vile  man,  forfook  his  blifs, 
And  mercy  lifts  him  to  a  crown. 

2  Amazing  work  of  fov'reign  grace, 
That  could  diftinguifh  rebels  fo  ! 
Our  guilty  treafons  call'd  aloud 
For  everlafting  fetters  too. 

3  To  thee,  to  thee,  almighty  love, 
Our  fouls,  ourfelves,  our  all  we  pay  ; 
Millions  of  tongues  fhall  found  thy  praife, 
On  the  bright  hills  of  heav'nly  day. 


*6  HYMN     S. 

H  Y  M  N  XXL     L.  M.     Bkddomk. 

The  Firft  Promife  of  God. 
Gen.  ill.  15.     1  JoBn9  iii.  S.     Heb.  \\.  14. 

1  "W  THEN  by  the  tempter's  wiles  betray'd, 

V  V     Adam  our  head  and  parent  fell  5 
Unknown  before,  a  pleafure  fpread 
Thro'  all  the  mazy  deeps  of  hell. 

2  Infernal  powers  rejoie'd  to  fee 

The  new-made  world  defiroy'd,  undone  -, 
But  God  proclaims  his  great  decree, 
Pardon  and  mercy  thro'  his  Son. 

3  Serpent  accurs'd,  thy  fentence  read, 
Almighty  vengeance  thou  fbalt  icc\  , 
The  woman's  feed  fhall  bruife  thy  head, 
Thy  malice  faintly  bruife  his  heel. 

4  Thus  God  declares,  and  Chrift  defcends, 
Affumes  a  mortal  form,  and  dies  ; 
Whilft  in  his  death,  death's  empire  ends, 
And  the  proud  conqueror  conquer'd  lies, 

5  Dying,  the  King  of  Glory  deals 
Ruin  to  all  his  numerous  foes  : 

fta  jower  the  prince  of  darknefs  feels, 
And  finks  oppreff'd  beneath  his  woes. 


HYMN  XXII.    L.  M.    N- 


God's  Faithfulnefs  and  Truth. 
Num.  xxiii.  19.     Rom.  x:.  2.9.    z  Cor.  i.  ao. 

1   "XT'E  humble  faints  proclaim  abroad 
The  honours  of  a  faithful  God, 
How  juft  and  true  are  all  his  ways, 
How  much  above  your  nigheft  praife. 


HYMNS.  17 

2  The  words  his  facred  lips  declare 
Of  his  own  mind  the  image  bear; 
What  mould  him  tempt,  from  frailty  free, 
Bleft  in  his  felf-fufficiency  ? 

3  He  will  not  his  great  felf  deny  : 
A  God  all  truth  can  never  lie  : 
As  well  might  he  his  being  quit, 
As  break  his  oath,  or  woid  forget. 

4  Let  frighten'd  rivers  change  their  courfe, 
Or  backward  haften  to  their  fource  ; 
Swift  thro'  the  air  let  rocks  be  hurl'd, 
And  mountains  like  the  chaff  be  whirl'd. 

5  Let  fun  and  ftars  forget  to  rife, 
Or  quit  their  fUtions  in  the  Ikies  ; 
Lei  heav'n  and  earth  both  pafs  away, 
Eternal  truth  ihall  ne'er  decay. 

6  True  to  his  word,  God  gave  his  Son, 
To  die  for  crimes  which  men  had  done  ; 
Bleft  pledge  !  He  never  will  revoke 

A  fingie  promifehe  has  fpoke. 

HYMN  XXIII.    P.  M.    James  Relly. 

Solemn  Praife. 
Pfa.  xcv'iii.  1.     Rev.  v.  9.  vii.  12. 

i  QING  the  triumphs  of  your  conquering 
*^  Head  and  crucified  King  ;  . 
His  achievements,  when  he  vanquifh'd 
All  our  enemies  we'll  ling  : 
Hallelujah,  Hallelujah,  Hallelujah, 
Glory,  Glory,  Lord,  be  thine. 

2  Long  he  ftrugeled  with  confufed 
Noife, and  garments  roll'd  in  blood; 
C2 


(ft  II     Y     M     N     S. 

'Till  deftroying  fin  and  hell,  and 
Death,  he  rcicu'd  man  to  God  : 
Hallelujah,  Hallelujah,  Hallelujah,  &c. 

3  Moft  triumphant,  greatly  glor'ous, 
He  from  death  and  hell  arofe  ! 

In  him  all  his  church  victorious, 
Triumph 'd  o'er  her  dreadful  foes  : 
Hallelujah,  Hallelujah,  Hallelujah,  &c; 

4  High  afcending  'midft:  angeliek 
Songs,  and  founds  of  trumpets  loud, 
In  eternal  triumph  leading 

All  the  eapitves  of  his  blood  : 
Hallelujah,  Hallelujah,  Hallelujah,  &c. 

5  Far  above  the  higheft  heav'n 
Thus  he  glor'oufly  afcends. 
Where  the  honours  to  him  giv'n, 
Ev'ry  thought  of  man  tranfcends  : 
Hallelujah,  Hallelujah,  Hallelujah,  &c. 

)    There,  exalted,  live  and  reign,  whilft 
We  admire  thy  wounds  and  blooa1, 
Till  we  fee   thee  come  again,  in 
All  the  pomp  and  power  of  God  : 
Hallelujah,  Hallelujah,  Hallelujah, 
Glory,  Glory,  Lord,  be  thine. 


Patriarchal  Types,    and    Prophecie, 

of  Christ,  alphabetically  arranged. 
HYMN  XXIV.     L.  M.     Watt's  Pfalm  8. 

Firfland  Second  Adam. 
Ran,  v.   14.     jCcr.xv.  ii,  zz. 

1   "       ORD,  what  was  man,  when  made  at  firft, 
\^j  Adam,  the  offspring  of  the  dull, 


HYMNS.  19 

That  thou  (hould'ft  fet  him  and  his  race, 
But  juft  below  an  Angel's  place  ? 

2  That  thou  (hould'ft  raife  his  nature  fot 
And  make  him  lord  of  all  below  ; 
Make  ev'ry  bead  and  bird  fubmit, 
And  lay  the  fifties  at  his  feet. 

3  But  O  !  what  brighter  glories  wait 
To  crown  the  fecond  Adam's  ftate  ? 
What  honours  (hall  thy  fon  adorn  ; 
Who  condefcended  to  be  born  ? 

4  See  him  below  his  angels  made  ; 
See  him  in  duft  among  the  dead, 
To  fave  a  ruin'd  world  from  fin ; 
But  he  (hall  reign  with  pow'r  divine. 

5  The  world  to  come,  redeem'd  from  al! 
The  mis'ries  that  attend  the  fall, 
New  made  and  glorious  (hall  fubmit 
At  our  exalted  Saviour's  feet, 

HYMN  XXV.     L.  M.     Watts. 
Abel's  Blood. 

Ctr,.  iv.  10.     Heb.  xii.  25. 

LO.OD  has  a  voice  to  pierce  the  fkies, 
Revenge  !   the  blood  of  Abel  cries  ; 
But  the  dearftream,  when  Chnft  was  (lain, 
Speaks  peace  as  loud  from  ev'ry  vein. 

2  Pardon  and  peace  from  God  on  high  $ 
Behold,  he  lays  hi*  vengeance  by  ; 
And  rebels  that  deferve  his  fword, 
Become  the  fav'rites  of  the  Lord. 

3  To  Jefus  let  our  praifes  rife, 
Who  gave  his  life  a  facrifice : 


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to  HYMN    S. 

Now  he  appears  before  his  God, 
And  for  our  pardon,  pleads  his  blood. 

HYMN  XXVI.    L.M.    Original. 

Abraham's  Rejoicing. 
Gen.  xxii.  S  jfajaa'i..  29.  yiii    36. 

1  "/^lOD  will  provide,"  the  Patriarch  faid, 

\JT  Ao$  ^n  gives  ev'ry  doubt  away  ; 
Feanefs  he  climbs  Moriah's  mound, 
And  fees  afar  Chrift  Jefus*  day  : 

2  Yes  !  God  provides,  and  God  accepts 
His  facrifice,  and  his  alone  : 

No  blood  of  beafts,  not  Abraham's  fon, 
Nor  ought,  fave  Chrift,  can  e'er  atone. 

3  Ten  thoufand  bleflings  crown  the  Lamb, 
The  Lamb  of  God  that  once  was  (lain  i 
Behold  he  lives,  he  intercedes, 

And  ranfom'd  nations  (hout  Amen. 

HYMN  XXVII.     P.  M.     Oricinal, 

Ifaac,  at  Peace  wiih  Philiftia. 
Gen.  xicvi.  30.    Jfa.  xxv.  6. 

3  f^OD  hath  giv'n  to  Ifaac  room — 
\JJf  See  Philiftines  friendly  come  ; 
Hark  !  they  hail  one  common  Lord  ; 
One  by  him,  by  them  ador'd. 

2  Strife,  contention,  hatred  ends  ; 
Met  in  peace,  they  dwell  as  friends  ; 
Mutual  oath,  confirm'd  above, 
Jew  and  Gentile  binds  in  love. 

3  Lord  !  complete  this  type  of  thee, 
Bid  all  nations  bend  the  knee  ; 


HYMNS.  ii 

Blefled  in  th'  eternal  Son, 

Bring  the  wand'rers  home,  as  one. 

4  Give  them  peace,  the  peace  of  God  ; 
Peace  in  heaven  by  Jems'  blood  ; 
Thou  the  truth,  the  life,  the  way, 
Peace,  good  will  to  all  difplay. 

HYMN  XXVIII.     L.  M.     Original. 


Jacob's  Prophecy  of  Shiloh. 
Gen.  xlix.  10.  Pfal.  lxxxvi.  9. 


i  QHILOH  mall  come— the  Prophet  cries, 
IJ)  As  death  illumes  his  doling  eyes  5 
O'er  people,  kindreds,  tongues  he  fways  : 
And  Judah  claims  no  more,  the  praife. 

2  Thou  long  foretold — yet  great  unknown, 
Shiloh  !  afcend  falvation's  throne. 
Gath'rer  of  nations  come,  oh  come  \ 
Leader  !  Commander,  guide  us  home  f 

3  Speak  but  the  word,  and  light  (hall  be  ; 
That  light  of  life  which  points  to  thee  ; 
Where  all  thy  works — ador'd  I  AM  ! 
Shall  glorify  thy  glorious  name. 

HYMN  XXIX.     L.  M.     Original, 


Jofeph  Comforting  his  Brethren** 
Gen.  I.  zo.    Rom.  v.  10.   John  xii.  47. 

MOTE  to  the  heart,  by  confeious  guilt 
Of  wrong,  intended  Jofeph's  blood, 
His  trembling  brethren  fue  for  peace, 
And  dread  chaftifement's  iron  rod. 


■s 


2  Though  evil  they — yet  Jofeph  good, 
Comforts,  fpeaks  kind,  wipes  off  their  tears  , 


to  HYMNS. 

And  Handing  as  the  type  of  God, 
Removes  each  doubt — and  calms  all  fears* 

3  Thus  does  the  foul  of  fmful  man, 
Heap  indignation,  anguifh,  wrath  ; 
Till  heav'n's  own  purpofe  in  the  plan, 
Gleams  mercy  round  his  clouded  path; 

4  Lord,  thou  art  good — fupremely  good  ! 
No  condemnation  comes  from  thee  : 
When  enemies  redeem'd  by  blood  ; 
Much  more,  thy  life  (hall  fet  us  free. 

H  Y  M  N  XXX.     P.  M.     W . 

Melchizedek  a  Type  of  Chrifh 
Pjal.  ex*  4.    Heb.  vii.  2.  iv.  15. 

1  T^ING  of  Salem,  blefs  my  foul, 

JP^_  Make  a  wounded  (inner  whole  I 

King  of  righteoufnefs  and  peace, 

Let  not  thy  fweet  vifits  ceafe  ! 
p 

2  Come  !  refrtfh  this  foul  of  mine 
With  thy  facred  bread  and  wine  ! 
All  thy  love  to  me  unfold, 

Haif  of  which  can  not  be  told. 

3  Flail  Melchizedek  divine  ! 

Great  high  pried,  thou   (halt  be  mine  j 
A))  my  pow'rs  before  thee  fall, 
Take  not  tube,  but  take  them  all  ! 

HYMN  XXXI.     P.  M.     Original. 

Noah  ;  or,  the  Covenant  of  the  Bov/. 
Gen.  ix.  13.    Ezek.  i.28.    Rev.  x.  I.  xi.  15. 

1   IT    ET  nations  who  tremhle  in  fear  of  a  flood, 
H  j  Look  up  to.  the  cloud,  fee  the   bow  of  their 

God, 
And  refting  in  pcace^  on  the  promife  divjre, 
Remember  'twas  made,  for  the  ages  of  time  : 


HYMNS.  23 

2  Then  Jefus,  the  Saviour,  translating  the  bow, 
From  thetice  to  his  head,  and  defcending  below, 
Shall  finish  the  myft'ry,  that  mercy  began, 
Bleft  fulnefs  of  grace  and  falvation  for  man. 

3  Hail  AIpli3,  Omega,  the  firft  and  thelaft  ! 
Thy  purpofes  future,  the  prefent,  and  pail, 

All  centre  in  one— 'tis  thy  crown  on  the  throne, 
That  the  kingdoms  of  earth,  become,  Lord,  thy 
own. 

4  Oh  Jefus,  Imman'el,  the  rainbow  difplay  ! 
Thy  arch  as  the  Mafter,  mid  manfions  of  day, 
Extend  from  the  eaft,  to  the  night  of  the  weft, 
And  doling  of  time,  give  thy  labourers  reft. 

HYMN  XXXII.    P.M.     Original. 

Praife. 
Pfa.  cx\v.  2.  cl   6.  He&.xiiu  15. 

IVING  fpirits  !  flames  of  fire  ! 
Leaders  of  th' immortal  choir, 
Fill  the  heav'n  of  heav'ns  above, 
Full  of  praife,  as  full  of  love. 


L 


2  Ancients!  Elders  !  cry  aloud, 
Worthy  thou  the  Saviour  God, 
Thrones,  dominions,  Angels  join  f 
Glory,  glory,  Lord,  be  thine. 

3  Church  firft  born  I  firft  fruits  I  proclaim 
Honour  to  Emman'el'sname, 
Nations  !  kindreds  !  countlefs  tongues  ! 
Offer  Chrift  your  nobleft  fongs. 

4  Holy,  holy,  holy  .cry  ; 
Heav'n  and  earth  and  fea  reply. 
Trump  of  God  !  repeat  the  ftrain. 
God  with  us  !  pronounce  Amen, 


24  HYMNS. 

The    Shadow    of  the  Law,  refle&ing  the 
Body,  which  is  Christ. 

HYMN  XXXIII.    L.  M.    Original: 


Aaron's  Rod. 

Nitmb.xyin.  a.  5.  8.   Fjal,  xxiii.  4; 

EE,  Ifr'el's  tribes  brought  near  to  God  ; 
And  ev'ry  prince  prefent  his  rod  : 
Whilft  one  alone  with  bloflbms  blooms, 
And  fheds  the  almond's  rich  perftrtnes. 


■s 


2  'Twas  his,  the  type  of  him  divine, 
Whom  thou,  O  Lord,  haft  chofe  as  thine  ; 
The  man,  the  prieft,  the  item,  the  root, 
Whe  bears  for  us  immortal  fruit. 

3  Jefus,  High  Prieft:  of  good  to  come  ! 
Thy  rod,  thy  ftafffhall  guide  us  home : 
Thro'  death's  dark  vale,  we'll  truft  its  pow'r, 
Nor  fear  a  fhadow's  (haded  hour.     * 

H  Y  Jvl  N  XXXIV.     L.  M.     Original. 

Cloud  and  Pillar  of  Fire. 

Exodus  x\.  38.  Numb.  ix.  22.  Ija,  xy.  7. 

ONG,  as  the  darkening  cloud  abode, 
So  long  did   ancient  Ifr'el  reft  ^ 
Nor  mov'd  they,  till  the  guiding  God, 
In  brighter  garments  ftood  confeft. 

2  Father  of  fpirits  I  light  of  light  ! 
Lift  up  the  cloud,  and  rend  the  vail  : 
Shine  forth  in  fire,  amid  that  night, 
Whofe  blacknefs  makes  the  heart  to  fail. 

3  'Tis  done  !  to  Chrift  the  power  is  giv'n  : 
His  death — it  rent  the  vail  away. 


'L 


HYMNS/  25 

Our  great  forerunner  enters  heav'n, 
And  opes  th'  eternal  gates  of  day. 

4  Nor  mall  thofe  mifts  that  brood  o?er  time, 
Forever  blind  the  mental  eye  ; 

They  backward  roll,  and  light  fublime, 
Beams  glory  from  the  God  on  high. 

5  Adoring  nations  hail  his  dawn. 

All  kingdoms  blefs  the  noontide  beam. 
And  light  unfolding  life's  full  morn, 
Is  vaft  creation's  deathlefs  theme. 


B 


HYMN  XXXV.    L.  M.    Original; 

Firft  Fruits. 
Lev.Yi.  72.    i  Cor.  xv.  20.    Jas*  i.  18.     Rev.  xlv.  4.  vil.fr 

EHOLD  !  the  grain  of  wheat  that  dies 
Yet  lives  in  nature's  womb; 
Matur'd  by  death,  to  life  arife, 
A  type  of  things  to  come. 

2  This  lfr'el  faw  in  ancient  days, 
When  dedicate  to  heav'n, 

The  firft  ripe  (heaf,  with  fongs  of  praife, 
To  God,  their  God,  was  given: 

3  Here  dwelt  their  hopes  for  time  to  come, 
That  he  wKo  bleft  that  fruit, 

Would  bring  the  future  harveft  home, 
A  harveft  like  the  root. 

4  Hail !  firft  begotten  from  the  dead  ! 
The  church  firft  born  are  thine — 
Thine  at  thy  coming.     Then  the  head, 
The  head  of  man  divine. 

5  (Lord  of  a  harveft  yet  to  come) 
The  reft  of  earth  (hall  reap  ; 

And  gath'ring  his  unnumber'd  home, 
One  feaft  forever  keep. 
D 


,2*  HYMNS. 

HYMN  XXXVI.     P.  M.   Toplady's  Coli 
Jubilee. 
Lev*  xxv.  10.  39,  40,  41.    I/a.  Hi,  3. 

j  TJLOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 
I)  The  gladly  folemn  found  ! 
Let  all  the  nations  know 
To  earth's  remoteft  bound, 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home. 

2  Exalt  the  Lamb  of  God, 
The  fin  atoning  Lamb ; 
Redemption  by  his  blood 
Thro*  all  the  lands  proclaim : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home. 

3  Ye,  who  have  fold  for  nought 
The  heritage  above ; 

Shall  have  it  back,  unbought, 
The  gift  of  Jems'  love  : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  ye  ranfom'd  iinners,  home: 

4  Ye  flaves  of  fin  and  hell, 
Your  liberty  receive ; 
And  fafe  in  Jefus  dwell, 
And  blcft  in  Jefus  live : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home. 

5  The  gofpel  trumpet  hear, 
The  news  of  pard'ning  grace : 
Ye  happy  fouls,  draw  near, 
Heboid  your  Saviour's  face  : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home. 


HYMNS.  27 

6  Jefus  our  great  high  prieft 
Has  full  atonement  made  : 
Ye  weary  fpirits  reft  : 
Ye  mournful  fouls  be  glad  ! 
The  year  ot  jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home. 

HYMN  XXXVII.    S.  M.     James  Rellv. 

Sabbatic  Year. 
Lev.  xxv.  13,  20,  21.    Matt.  vi.  25. 

j   TTJLESS'D  are  the  eyes  that  fee  ; 
fj  The  ears  are  blefs'd  that  hear 
The  trumpet  of  the  jubilee. 
The  great  fabbatic  year. 

2  We  plough,  nor  fow  no  more, 
Nor  toil  for  living  bread  ; 
For  we've  a  never  failing  (tore, 
A  table  plent'ous  fpread. 

3  The  fervant  now  is  free  5 
The  hateful,  heavy  yoke 
(That  all  might  tafte  true  liberty) 
From  ev'ry  neck  is  broke. 

4  Th'  inheritance  once  fold, 
Which  the  poor  bankrupt  mourns. 
To  the  true  owner  without  gold, 
Or  price,  it  now  returns. 

5  O  Jefus  !  ever  bleft, 
Thou  art  our  jubilee  ; 

Our  reftoration,  and  our  reft, 
Is  all,  dear  Lamb,  in  thee. 


23  HYMN     S. 

6  Thy  name,  O  bleeding  king, 
Shall  dwell  on  all  our  tongues  ; 
And  ev'ry  heart,  infpir'd,  (hall  fing 
Thy  praife  in  all  their  fongs. 

7  Worthy  the  honoui'd  name 
Of  Jefus  Chrift  our  Lord  ; 

He's  God  Almighty,  and  the  Lamb, 
Eternally  ador'd. 

HYMN  XXXVIIL  L.  M.  Gen.  Baptist  GrtL 

Serpent  of  Brafs. 

Numb.  xxi.  8.  g.  Job/},  iii.  14.  xv.  16. 

1  "^'T'THENIfrael's  grieving  tribes  complain^ 

VV     With  fiery  ferpents  greatly  pain'd, 
A  ferpent  ftraight  the  prophet  made 
Of  molten  brafs,  to  view  difplay'd. 

2  Around  the  fainting  crowds  attend, 

To  heaven  their  mournful  fighs  afcend  ; 
They  hope,  they  look,  while  from  the  pole, 
Defcends  a  pow'r  that  makes  them  whole, 

3  But,  O,  what  healing  to  the  heart, 
Doth  our  Redeemer's  crofs  impart  ! 
What  life,  by  faith,  our  fouls  receive   I 
What  pleafures  do  his  forrows  give  \ 

4  Still  may  I  view  the  Saviour's  crefs, 
And  other  objects  count  but  lofs  : 
Here  (till  be  fix'd  my  feafted  eyes, 
Enraptur'd  with  his  facrifice. 

5  Jefus  the  Saviour  !  balmy  name  ! 

Thy  worth  my  tongue  would  now  proclaim  j 
By  thy  atonement  fet  me  free, 
My  life,  my  hope,  is  all  from  thee. 


HYMNS.  29 

HYMN  XXXIX.    CM.    Original.; 

Shew  Bread. 
Exod.  xxv.  30.  I  Cor,  xt  17.  Johnt  r'u  33. 

1  XJTOW  rich  the  types  of  future  grace, 
XA  Which  thro'  the  law  are  fpread  I 
Aloud  they  preach  th*  eternal  Son, 

The  true,  the  living  bread* 

2  From  day  to  day  till  Jefus  came, 
His  myftick  form  was  mown  ; 
Where  all  diftin&ions  loft  to  view, 
Of  many  made  but  one. 

3  In  him,  nor  Jew  nor  Gentile's  found. 
Chrift's  body  forms  one  bread. 

And  all  the  different  grains  of  wheat 
Are  one,  in  Chrift  the  head. 

HYMN  XL..  CM.-  Wesley's  CoU^ 

Praife. 
P/a.  cvii.  8.   I/a,  xxxr.  3,  4,  5, 6. 

2  fr\  FOR  a  thbufand  tongues  to  fing 
\J  My  dear  Redeemer's  praife  I 
The  glories  of  my  God  and  King, 
The  triumphs  of  his  graces 

2  Jefus,  the  name  that  charms  ourfearsj- 
That  bids  our  forrows  ceafe  ; 

'Tis  mufick  in  the  finner's  ears, 
'Tis  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 

3  He  breaks  the  pow'r  of  cancel  'd  fia* 
He  fets  the  pris'ners  free  ; 

His  blood  can  make  the  fouleft  cleany 
His  blood  avaii'd  for  me, 
D2 


30  HYMN    S. 

4  He  fpeaks,  and  lift'ning  to  his  voice, 
New  life  the  dead  receive  ; 

The  mournful,  broken  hearts  rejoice, 
The  humble  poor  believe. 

5  Hear  him,  ye  deaf;  his  praife,  ye  dumb, 
Your  loofen'd  tongues  employ  ; 

Ye  blind,  behold  your  Saviour  come, 
And  leap,  ye  lame,  for  joy. 


Attributes,  Names,  and  Offices  of 
Christ,  from  the  Old  Testament. 
Alphabetically  arranged. 

HYMNXLI.    P.M.    James  Rilly. 

Beauty  ot  Holinefs. 
I  Cbron.  xvi.  29.     Pfa.  ex.  3. 

3  *X  TIC  T'H AT  glories  furrounding  my  Saviour  I 

What  beauties  triumphant,  my  Jefus,  in  thee  ! 
"What  glory  or  power  may  with  thee  compare, 
Or  thy  generation,  what  tongue  can  declare  I 
The  heavens  are  filent  and  cannot  decide, 
This  mylVryonly  belongs  to  the  bride. 

2  Thou  haft,  my  dear  Saviour,  in  glory  and  truth, 
From  th'  womb  of  the  morning,  the  dew  of  thy 
The  morning  of  love,  eternal  and  bright,  f youth : 
With  honour  bedew'd  thee,  and  nourim'd  thee 
When  fecretly  thou  waft  exitfing  above,  [right  j 
In  God,  as  the  word,  and  the  fon  of  his  love. 

3  Thine  offspring,  for  number,  as  fands   on  the 

(hore, 
Or  morning  dew  drops,  on  the  earth  fcatter'd  o'er, 


HYMN    b\  31 

Were  then  as  thymyftery,  fulneft  and  truth, 
All  gather'd  in  thee  as  the  dew  of  thy  youth : 
In  thee  as  thy  fplendor  of  youth  did  we  ihine  *9 
In  beauties  of  holinefs,  godlike,  divine, 

4  And  when  we  had  fallen  from  heaven  to  eartli, 
And  could  not  return  there,  but  thro*  a  new  birth  * 
Our  nature,  as  fpoiled  in  Adam  who  fell, 

As  funk  in  our  reafon  and  fenfes  to  hell, 
We  then  were  in  myft'ry  preferved  in  thee; 
Our  earthy,  tho'  fallen,  our  heav'nly  was  free, 

5  As  the  fecond  Adam,  then  didft  thou  appear, 
The  Lord  from  on  high  for  to  banifh  our  fear  5 
Thou  foundeft  us  funk  in  the  earthy  loft  man, 
And  him  thou  aflumedft  to  finifh  the  plan, 
That  plan  where  'twas  fix'd  that   tranfgreflioa 

mould  ceafe,  v 

And  all  our  creation  reftor'd  to  thy  peace. 

6  This  haft  thou  effected  by  fhedding  thy  blood, 
Haft  brought  back  our  nature  in  union  with  God* 
From  the  earthy  man  thou  haft  fet  us  all  free, 
Haft  brought  us  to  live  and  to  triumgh  in  thee. 
'Tis  here  we  receive  our  intelligence  fure, 

Of  our  preservation  in  thee  always  pure. 

HYMN  XLII.     S.  M.     James  Relly. 
Bruifed  for  our  Iniquities. 
I/a.  Uiu  5.  10.     I  Cor.  xi,  24. 

t  IT  7TTH  bruifes  Chrift  was  dreft, 
YY     And  nail'd  up  to  a  tree ; 
The  pruning  hook  his  foul  oppreft 
That  he  might  fruitful  be. 

2  He  was  not  purg'd  in  vain, 
But  did  his  ftrength  recruit  3 


3*  HYMNS; 

And  when  was  finifh'd  all  his  pain, 
There  then  appear'd  his  fruit. 

3  Diftill'd  from  all  his  fmart 
The  holy  un&ion  ran  ; 

This  is  the  wine  that  cheers  the  heart,. 
The  heart  of  God  and  man. 

4  With  us  he  doth  abound, 
As  branches,  he  the  ftem  ; 

From  him  our  fruitfulnefs  is  found, 
And  (hall  remain  in  him. 

5  Hence  (hall  our  joys  arife, 
And  ev'ry  hour  improve, 
Whilft,  in  his  fmoaking  facrifice, 
God  hears  our  fongs  above. 

HYMN  XLIII.    P.  M.    James  Kelly, 

Bruiferof  the  Serpent's  Head. 
GeftiiYuity.     Rom,  xvi.ao.    P/j. *cl.  13., 

1  rX"> HE  victory's  won, 

J^     And  Satan  is  down  ; 
We  now  overcome, 
His  kingdom  difown : 
The  feed  of  the  woman  1 
Hath  bruifed  his  head, 
Hath  made  us  that  new  maa,  . 
Which  love  had  decreed. 

2  In  Adam  we  loft 
Our  Eden  by  fin;. 

But  we  now,  thro*  Chrift, 
Again  are  brought  in  : 
The  vail  it  is  torn, 
And  paradife  gain'd : 
The  Father  hath  fworn  ; 
Hispromife  fhall  ftand. 


HYMNS.  33 


3  Our  nature's  releas'd 
From  fin,  death,  and  hell  ; 
Jehovah  is  pleas'd 

With  man  for  to  dwell : 
A  fit  habitation, 
In  fpirit,  for  God ; 
A  bleft,  new  creation*, 
Pronounc'd  very  good. 

4  We  mourn  not  the  hour. 
That  Adam  did  fall, 
When  his  will  and  pow'r 
Was  forfeited  all  ; 

Nor  are  we  now  grieved, 
His  glory  and  crown 
Could  not  be  retrieved 
By  works  of  his  own. 

5  It  was  on  this  ground, 
The  myft'ry  of  grace 
Did  much  more  abound^ 
When  Jefus  took  place 
Of  man,  the  offender, 
To  die  as  our  fin  j 

And  righteoufnefs  render 
Complete,  and  brought  in. 

6  By  this  was  made  known 
Gcd's  nature  as  love : 
This  we,  in  his  Son, 
Forever  mail  prove. 

By  means  of  tranfgreflion. 
This  grace  was  reveal'd  : 
This  is  our  confeilion, 
A  truth  God  has  feal'd. 

7  When  Adam  was  pure, 
Yet  mutable  he  ; 


34  M    H    Y    N    S. 

In  Jefus  more  fure, 
Immutable  we  ; 
More  highly  exalted 
In  Chrift  the  God- man, 
Ne'er  to  be  aflaulted 
By  Satan  again. 

HYMN  XLIV.     L.  M.     Watts. 

Chrift  and  the  Church.     Pfalm  45,  ad  Part. 

Pfa.  xlviii.  10.  xlvli.  9.  c.  4,  5. 

1  1  I  iHE  king  of  faints,  how  fair  his  face, 

X     Adorn'd  with  raajefty  and  grace  ! 
He  comes  with  bleflings  from  above, 
And  wins  the  nations  to  his  love. 

2  At  his  right  hand,  our  eyes  behold, 
The  queen  array'd  in  pureft  gold  ; 
The  world  admires  her  heav'nly  drefs  y 
Her  robe  of  joy  and  righteoufnefs. 

3  He  forms  her  beauties  like  his  own, 
He  calls  and  feats  her  near  his  throne  ; 
Fair  ftranger,  let  thine  heart  forget 
The  idols  of  thy  native  ftate. 

4  So  (hall  the  king  the  mere  rejoice 
In  thee  the  fav'rite  of  his  choice  ; 
Let  him  be  lov'd,  and  yet  ador'd, 
For  he's  thy  maker  and  thy  Lord. 

5  O  happy  hour,  when  thou  fhalt  rife 
To  his  fair  palace  in  the  fkies, 
And  all  thy  fons  (a  num'reus  train) 
Each  like  a  prince  in  glory  reign. 

6  Let  endlefs  honours  crown  his  head  ; 
Let  ev'ry  age  his  praifes  fpread  ; 
While  we  with  cheerful  fongs  approve 
The  condefcenfion  of  his  love. 


c 


HYMNS.  is 

HYMNXLV.    P.M.    Hart. 

Confolation  of  Ifrael. 
J/a.  xiix.  13.  xl.  1,  2.    Luke  ii.  15,  2.6. 

OME,  thou  long  expected  Jefus, 
Born  to  fct  thy  people  free ; 
From  our  fears  and  fins  releafe  us, 
Let  us  find  our  reft  in  thee  ; 
Ifrael's  ftrength  and  confolation, 
Hope  of  all  the  faints  thou  art ; 
Dear  defire  of  ev'ry  nation, 
Joy  of  every  longing  heart. 

2  Born  thy  people  to  deliver ; 
Born  a  child,  and  yet  a  king  ; 
Born  to  rain  in  us  for  ever, 
Now  thy  gracious  kingdom  bring 
By  thine  own  eternal  fpirit, 
Rule  in  all  our  hearts  alone  ; 
By  thine  all-fufficient  merit, 
Raife  us  to  thy  glorious  throne. 

HYMNXLVI.     P.M.     Original. 

Comforter  of  all  that  mourn. 
tfa.lxu    1,  2,  3.    Jer.  xxx'u  13.    Rev.xx'1.4. 

x    TESUS,  comforter  divine  ! 
J    Confolations,  Lord,  are  thine  ; 
Mightieft  comforts,  full  of  good, 
Worthy  of  the  living  God. 

2  Thou  fhalt  wipe  all  tears  away, 
Mid  the  blefTed  realms  of  day  ; 
Thou  (halt  hufh  each  rifing  figh  ; 
Sorrow,  pain  and  death  fhaJi  die. 

3  Higheft  praifes  wait  thy  name, 
Great,  unchanging,  glorious  fame  ; 
Jefus,  comforter  divine  ! 
Praifes,  praifes,  Lord,  be  thine. 


36  HYMN    S. 

HYMN  XLVII.     P.  M.    James  Relly, 

Corner  Stone. 
Jft.  xxyiii.  16.  P/Ji.  cx*iil.  2a,  23. 

j  fTH^HE  builder,  whom  true  wifdom  fways, 
Jj^     Firft  the  foundation  deeply  lays  : 
Prepar'd  againft  each  (hock  : 
Our  builder,  fure  of  his  own  plan, 
Founded  us  deeply  in  the  man, 
On  God,  th'  eternal  rock. 

2  Chrift  is  that  precious  corner  ftone, 
Which  all  his  church  is  built  upon  ; 
Nor  can  it  ever  fall  : 

The  prophets,  and  apoftles  too, 
Other  foundation  never  knew 
Than  Jefus,  Lord  of  all. 

3  Chrift,  in  this  building  is  the  door; 
And  always  open  to  the  poor, 
Who  would  approach  their  God  : 
Nor,  tho'  they're  naked,  need  they  fear  j 
For  Chrift  is  yea  ;   boldly  draw  near, 
And  plead  redeeming  blood. 

4  As  windows  rang'd,  admit  the  light 
To  chafe  the  horrors  of  the  night, 
Enlightening  ev'ry  part  : 

So,  in  our  Saviour's  lovely  face, 

The  Godhead  fhines  in  love  and  grace, 

To  cheer  the  human  heart. 

5  The  ftone  the  builders  did  refufe, 
Which  human  wifdom  ne'er  will  choofe, 
Is  here  the  head -ftone  feen  j 

Brought  forth  with  joy  to  make  all  faft : 
Chrift  is  the  firft  ftone  and  the  laft  $ 
The  church  is  fafe  between. 


H    Y    M    N    3.  37 

6  The  fpadous  roof,  extended  wide, 
Lock'd  in  fecure  on  ev'ry  fide, 
Braves  all  the  ftcrms  that  fall  : 
Chrift  is  that  cov'ring,  fuited  well, 
To  fhelter  man  from  ftorms  of  hell  ; 
O  Chrift  !  thou  art  our  all. 

HYMNXLVIIL    CM.    Original, 

Counfellor. 
7fa.xi.-z.     Zec.vi.iz,  13. 

1  *  [JAIL  Counfellor  of  peace,  good  will  • 

[  Glorious  for  God  and  man; 
Thee  we  adore,  on  Zion's  hill, 
And  blefs  thy  gracious  plan. 

2  Faithful  and  true  in  ev'ry  word, 
Thy  counfel  wrote  in  blood, 

Brings  home  the  banifh'd,  to  the  Lord, 
And  makes  their  peace  with  God. 

3  Jefus  I  can  time,  can  life  repay, 
The  mighty  debt  of  love  ? 

Ah  !  no.— Then  found  ye  harps  of  day, 
And  fliout  his  name  above. 

HYMN  XLIX.     C.  M.     Rippon's  Colli 
Defirr  of  AH  Nations. 

Hag.  fi.  7.  Job,  xiv.  15.   JJa.  xxvi,  8. 

1  TNFINITE  excellence  is  thine, 
JL  Thou  iovely  Prince  of  Grace; 
Thy  uncreated  beauties  mine 
With  never  fading  rays. 

2  Sinners  from  earth's  remoreft  end, 
Come  bending  at  thy  feet  ; 

To  thee  their  prayers  and  vows  afcend, 
In  thee  their  wilhes  meet. 
E 


3&  HYMNS. 

3  Thy  name,  as  precious  ointment  flied 
Delights  the  church  around  ; 
Sweetly  the  facred  odors   fpread 
Through  all  Immanuel's  ground. 

4  Millions  of  happy  fpirits  live 
On  thy  exhauitlefs  ftore  ; 

From  thee  they  all  their  blifs  receive, 
And  ftill  thou  giveft  more. 

5  Thou  art  their  triumph  and  their  joy  : 
They  find  their  all  in  thee; 

Thy  glories  will  their  tongues  employ 
Thro'  all  eternity. 

HYMNL,     L.  M.     James  Relly, 

Dwelling  Place. 
Tfa.  xc.  I.    Zee.  ii.  io.    Rev.  xxi.  3. 

1  fTpHE  Father's  love  to  man  fo  free, 

J[      Made  us  the  fulnefs  of  the  Son  ; 
The  Son,  he  wills  that  we  mould  be 
With  him,  where'er  he  is,  as  one. 

2  In  him  a  new  creation  made, 
No  more  to  fail,  but  to  endure  ; 
Where  we  the  members,  he  the  head, 
One  body,  we're  conceived  pure. 

3  In  him,  in  his  myfterious  birth, 
Born  in  him  as  that  holy  thing, 
Whofepraife,  as  God  efpous'd  to  earth, 
The  angel  hoft  with  joy  did  fing. 

4  In  him  together  circumcis*d, 
When  all  our  filthinefs  of  flefh, 
Which  God  in  holinefs  defpis'd, 
Was  quite  put  oft  in  righteoufnefs. 


HYMNS.  39 

5  In  him,  in  all  the  works  he  wrought ; 
Jn  him  together  crucify'd  ; 

In  him,  as  rifen  without  fault, 
And  in  him  fully  glorify'd. 

6  With  him  where  e'er  he  was,  we  were, 
In  all  conditions  (till  the  fame  ; 

With  him,  where  e'er  he  is,  we  are, 
And  as  him  pure  and  free  from  blame. 

7  In  feeing  him,  ourfelves  we  fee, 
And  all  his  glory  as  our  own  ; 
Our  joy  is  full,  the  Son  is  free, 
And  Jefus  wears  th'  eternal  crown. 

HYMN    LI.    C.  M.    James  Rellv. 
Doer  of  God's  Will, 
Pfa.  xl.6,  7,8.   Heb.  x.  8,  g,  io. 

1  ITTHEN  God  would  manifeft  his  grace 

W     To  man,  that  he  might  prove 
The  glories  of  the  Father's  face, 
And  feel  his  nature,  love  : 

2  He  faid,  he  would  not  facrifice, 
As  offer'd  by  the  Jaw  ; 

All  human  merit  would  defpife, 
His  prefence  thence  withdraw. 

3  Then  faid  the  Saviour,  "  lo,  I  come 
To  do  thy  will  my  God  ;" 

He  brought  his  fons  and  daughters  home 
By  pouring  out  his  blood  : 

4  That  they  with  him  might  enter  in 
To  all  the  heav'n  of  love  : 

His  death  did  make  an  end  of  fin. 
The  (tumbling  block  remove. 


4*  H     Y     M     N     S, 

5  Thou  Lord,  a  body  didft  prepare, 
Thy  own  collected  feed, 

For  him  eternally  to  wear, 
And  be  the  living  head. 

6  Obedient  in  this  body,  He 
Thy  counfel  did  fulfil, 
Did  ev'ry  member  purify, 
And  do  thy  perfect  will. 

J  With  Chrift  in  foul  and  body  one. 
We  evermore  are  bleft  : 
Afpiring  to  the  perfect  Son, 
We  enter  perfect  red  ; 

8  Pre-eminence  to  him  isgiv'n  ! 
Vet  in  this  glorious  plan, 
The  head  and  members  enter'd  heav'a, 
In  qi\q  exalted  man. 

H  Y  M  N  LIL    L.  M.     Watts. 
Eleft. 

Jja.xYn.  1,2,3,4.    Ej>bes.\.  3,4,  5,6,7, 

ESUS,  we  blefs  thy  Father's  name  ; 
Thy  God  and  our's  are  both  the  fame  ; 
What  heav'nly  blefiings  from  his  throne 
Flow  down  to  finners  thro*  his  Son  ! 


j 


2  Chrift  fee  my  firft  Eleft,  he  faid, 
Then  chofe  our  fouls  in  Chrift  our  head, 
Before  he  gave  the  mountains  birth, 

Or  laid  foundations  for  the  earth. 

3  Thus  did  eternal  love  begin, 

To  raife  us  up  from  death  and  fin  ; 
Our  characters  were  then  decreed  3 
Blamelefs  in  love,  a  holy  feed : 


HYMNS.  4* 

4  Predeftinated  to  be  Tons, 

Born  by  degrees,  but  chofe  at  once  5 

A  new  regenerated  race, 

To  praife  the  glory  of  his  grace. 

5  With  Chrift,  our  Lord,  we  (hare  a  part, 
In  the  affe&ions  of  his  heart  ; 

Nor  (hall  our  fouls  be  thence  remov'd, 
'Till  He  forgets  his  nrft  belov'd. 

HYMN  LIII.     P.  M.    James  Relly. 

Fairer  than  the  Sons  of  Men. 

Pfg.  xlv.  a.  !xxxix.6.    1  Cbron.xv1.24,  25,  £I» 

j  T7*  TERNAL  excellence  ! 

2j  Thy  worms  would  fain  declare, 
In  the  divineft  fenfe, 
How  thou  art  heav'nly  fair  : 
O  Prince,  Meffiah,  thou  art  ktn 
The  faireft  of  the  fons  of  men. 

2  Jefus,  thy  beauties  fhine 
Bright,  infinitely  bright  ; 
Both  human  and  divine, 
In  thee,  O  Lamb,  unite  \ 
Whate'er  in  heav'n  or  earth  we  fee 
As  beautiful,  are  types  of  thee. 

3  The  fun,  the  moon,  the  ftars, 
With  all  the  thrones  above, 

-  Thine  excellence  declare, 
Thy  beaitty,  pow'r,  and  love  : 
All  worlds  before  thy  throne  weiee^ 
A  fea  of  glafs  renefling  thee. 

4  Man  in  his  nrft  eftate, 
Moft  wonderfully  form'd, 
With  beauty's  pow'rs  replete, 
With  holinefs  adorn'd, 

From  ev'ry  fpot  and  blemifh  free^ 
Was  but  a  figure,  Lord,  of  thee. 
E2 


4*  HYMNS 

5  As  blood  of  goats,  and  lambs, 
Is  to  thy  blood  divine, 

0r,  as  their  altar  flames, 

Dear  Jefus  are  to  thine  ; 

S  j  Adam's  purity  appears, 

To  thee  no  more  proportion  bears* 

6  Self  int'reft,  Lord,  mall  fail, 
Man's  haughtinefs  link  low  ; 
Thy  beauty,  Lord,  prevail  : 
We  at  thy  footrlool  bow  r 

Thou  know'ft  our  hearts,  we  need  no  more  j 
Give  us  to  wormip,  love,  adore. 

HYMNLIV.     L.  M.     Original. 

Father. 
Jj'a.  Ixiii.  16.  Pfa.  ciii.  2Z.  cxlv.  9,  io. 

3  Tp  ATHER  of  Angels  and  of  men, 
J2     Of  nature  and  of  grace,  the  Lord, 
Be  thou  in  one  eternal  ftrain, 
By  all  thy  various  works  ador'd. 

2  From  heav'n  to  earth,  from  earth  to  heav'nD 
Through  worlds  above  and  worlds  below,. 
Thy  boundiefs  mercies  freely  giv'n, 

In  tides  of  blifs  forever  flow. 

3  Sing  O  ye  heav'ns  !  burft  into  praife 
Thou  earth,  and  let  the  anthem  roll, 
9Ti\\  rocks  and  tombs  fhall  hear  the  Iays5. 
And  light  and  life  embrace  the  whole. 

H  Y  M  N  LV\     L.  M.     Newton, 

Friend. 
Frcv.  xvit.  17.  xviii.  24.     Canr.y.  16. 

I  TTVDCn,  weak,  and  worthlefstho'  I  am, 
I  have  a  rich  almighty  Friend  ; 
Jefus,  the  Saviour  is  his  name, 
He  freely  loves,  and  without  end. 

%  He  ranfom'd  me  from  hell  with  btood  > 
And  by  his  pow'r  my  foes  control'd. 


HYMNS.  0 

He  found  me  wand'ring  far  from  God, 
And  brought  me  to  his  chofen  fold. 

3  He  cheers  my  heart,  my  wants  fupplies, 
And  fays  that  I  mall  fhortly  be 
Enthron'd  with  him  above  the  ikies, 
O  !  what  a  friend  is  Chriil  to  me. 

HYMN  LVI.     C.  M.     Cowper; 
Fountain  opened. 

Zee.  xiii.  I.     Pjct.  xxxvi.  9.     If  a.  x\\.  1$. 

1  rT%HERE  is  a  Fountain  fill'd  with  blood* 

JL  Drawn  from  Immanuel's  veins  ; 
And  finners  plung'd  beneath  that  flood, 
Lofe  all  their  guilty  ftains. 

2  The  dying  thief  rejoie'd  to  fee 
That  fountain  in  his  day  -> 

O  may  I  there,  tho'  vile  as  he, 
Warn  all  my  fins  away  I 

3  Dear  dying  Lamb,  thy  precious  blood 
Shall  never  lofe  its  pow'r, 

Till  all  the  ranfom'd  church  of  God 
Be  fav'd,to  fin  no  more. 

4  E'er  fince,  by  faith,  I  faw  the  ftream, 
Thy  flowing  wounds  fupply, 
Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  mall  be  till  I  die. 

5  But  when  this  lifping  ftamm'ring  tongue, 
Lies  iilent  in  the  grave, 

Then  in  a  nobler,  fweeter  fong 
I'll  fing  thy  power  to  feye, 


44 


HYMNS, 


HYMN  LVII.     P.  M.    James  Relly. 
Immanuel. 

Jfa.  vii.  14.     Zepb.  iii.  14,  15. 

1  f\  HOLY  Imman'el !  thy  myftery  divine, 
\Jr  Prom  glory  to  glory,  on  Zion  fhall  fhine^ 
'I  he  mylVry  of  God  efpous'd  to  a  worm, 
Who  neither  had  merit  nor  beautiful  form  ; 
Yetrais'd  to  the  bofom  of  God,  the  Supreme, 
She  fings  (he  is  like  him,  yet  does  not  blafpheme* 

2  O  lovely  Imman'el !  illuftrious  thy  grace  f 
The  beauties  of  holinefs  (hine  in  thy  facet 

I  ^Triumphant  in  blifs,  our  natur?  we  fpy, 
And  we,  in  that  nature,  join'd  to  the  Mod  High  z 
The  image  exprefs  of  the  fubftance  of  God  ; 
His  brightnefs  appearing  by  water  and  blood. 

3  O  facred  Imman'el !  our  glory,  our  joy  ; 

In  mut'al  embraces,  which  never  (hall  cloy, 
The  bridegroom  and  bride,  our  Maker  and  we, 
Perpetually  live,  as  united  in  thee  ; 
Confummate  falvation,  reveaPd  in  thy  blood, 
In  thee  we  pofTefs,  with  the  fulnefs  of  God. 

4  O  glorious  Imman'el !  Jehovah  with  man  ! 
With  us  God  is  prefent  ;   (amazing  the  plan  !) 
Perfection  of  joy  we  now  underfland, 

Whilft  rivers  of  pleafure  flow  at  his  right  hand  : 
We  ftand,  when  no  higher  our  notes  we  can  raife> 
In  filence,  expreflive  of  wonder  and  praife. 

HYMN  LVIII.     L.  M.     Watt's  Pfal.  87. 

Jew  and  Gentile  in  Chrifh 
JPJa.  Ixxxv'u.4,  5,  6.     JJa.  xix.  25.     PJa.  cxlviii.  11,  12,  1^ 

j   y^OD  In  his  earthly  temple  lays 
VJ  Foundations  for  his  hcav'nly  praife  | 


HYMNS.  45 

Fie  likes  the  tents  of  Jacob  wefl, 
But  (till  in  Zion  loves  to  dwell. 

2  His  mercy  vifits  ev'ry  houfe, 

That  pay  their  might  and  morning  vows  j 
But  makes  a  more  delightful  flay, 
Where  churches  meet  to  praife  and  pray, 

3  What  glories  were  defcrib'd  of  old  ? 
What  wonders  are  of  Zion  told  ? 
Thou  city  of  our  God  below, 

Thy  fame  (hall  Tyre  and  Egypt  know. 

4  Egypt  and  Tyre,  and  Greek  and  Jew,  ^ 
Shall  there  begin  their  lives  anew  : 

Angels  and  men  (hall  join  to  fing 
The  hill  where  living  waters  fpring. 

5  When  God  makes  up  his  lad  account 
Of  natives  in  his  holy  mount, 
'Twill  be  an  honour  to  appear 

As  one  new  born,  or  nourHh'd  there ! 

HYMN  LIX.     L.  M.     Beddome- 

Increafeofthe  Church. 

Jfa.  ii.  a.     Hab.  ii.  14.    Mic.  Iv.  r. 

•x  QHOUT,  for  the  bleffed  Jefus  reigns, 
jj  Thro*  diftant  lands  his  triumphs  fprcad : 
And  (inners,  freed  from  endlefs  pains, 
Own  him  their  Saviour  and  their  head. 

2  His  fons  and  daughters  from  afar, 
Daily  at  Zion's  gate  arrive  ; 
Thofe  who  were  dead  in  (in  before, 
By  fov'reign  grace  are  made  alive. 

3  Oppreflbrs  now  beneath  his  feet, 
O'er  come  by  his  victorious  pow'r  i 


46  H    Y    M    N    S. 

Princes  in  humble  pofture  wait, 
And  proud  blafphemers  learn  t'adore. 

4  Gentiles  and  Jews  his  laws  obey, 
Nations  remote  their  offerings  bring, 
And,  unconflrain'd,  their  homage  pay 
To  their  exalted  God  and  King. 

5  O  may  his  conquers  (till  incrcafe, 
And  ev'ry  foe  his  power  fubdue  ; 
While  Angels  celebrate  his  praife, 
And  faints  his  growing  glories  (hew. 

6  Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lamb, 
W  From  all  below  and  all  above  ; 

In  lofty  fongs  exalt  his  name, 
In  fongs  as  lading  as  his  love* 

HYMN  LX.    L.  M.    Watt's  Pfal.  72, 

King  of  Nations. 
Pfa.  xlvi!.6,  7.  Ixxii.  10,  u,  12,  13,  14. 

J    TESUS  (hall  reign  where'er  the  fun 
J    Does  his  fuccefiive  journies  run  ; 
His  kingdom  ftretch  from  (hore  to  (hore, 
'Till  moons  (hall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  Behold  the  iflands,  with  their  kings,  - 
And  Europe  her  beft  tribute  brings  j 
From  north  to  fouth  the  princes  meet, 
To  pay  their  homage  at  his  feet. 

3  There  Perfia.  glorious  to  behold, 
There  India,  (nines  in  eaftem  gold  ; 
And  barb'rous  nations  at  his  word 
Submit,  and  bow,  and  own  their  Lord. 

4  For  him  (hall  endlefs  pray V  be  made, 
Andpraites  throng  to  crown  his  head  i 


HYMNS.  47 

.    His  name  like  fweet  perfume  (hall  rife 
With  ev'ry  morning  iacrifice. 

5  People  and  realms  of  ev'ry  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  fweeteit  fong  5 
And  infant  voices  fhall  proclaim 
Their  early  bleilings  on  his  name. 

6  Bleflings  abound  where'ere  he  reigns, 
The  pi is'ner  leaps  to  lofe  his  chains  -, 
The  weary  find  eternal  reft, 

And  all  the  fons  of  want  are  bled. 

7  Where  he  difplays  his  healing  pow'r, 
Death  and  the  curfe  are  known  no  more: 
In  him  the  tribes  of  Adam  boaft 

More  bleflings  than  their  father  loft. 

%  Let  ev'ry  creature  rife  and  bring 
Peculiar  honours  to  their  King; 
Angels  defcend  with  longs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  long  Amen. 

HYMN   LXI.    P.M.    Wesley's  a//. 

Kingdom  of  Chrift. 
Dan.  ii.  44.     Pfa.  xxli.  27.  Jxvii.  3,  4. 

S     lK   LL  hail,  incarnate  God  ! 

j£\.  The  wond'rous  things  foretold 

Of  thee  in  facred  writ, 

With  joy  our  eyes  behold  : 

Still  does  thine  arm  new  trophies  wear, 

And  monuments  of  glory  rear. 

2  To  thee  the  hoary  head 
Its  filver  honours  pays  ; 
To  thee  the  blooming  youth 
Devotes  his  brighteft  days  : 


48  HYMNS. 

And  ev'ry  age  their  tribute  bring, 
And  bow  to  thee,  all  conqu'ring  King  • 

3  O  hafte,  victorious  Prince, 
That  happy,  glorious  day, 
When  fouls  like  drops  of  dew 
Shall  own  thy  gentle  fway  : 

0  may  it  blefs  our  longing  eyes, 
And  bear  our  fhouts  beyond  the  fkies, 

4  All  hail,  triumphant  Lord  ! 
Eternal  be  thy  reign  ; 
Behold  the  nations  fue 
To  wear  thy  gentle  chain  : 

When  earth  and  time  are  known  no  more, 
Thy  throne  (hall  fland  forever  fure. 

HYMN  LXII.     L.  M.     Jame*Relly. 

Maker  and  Huftand. 

JJa.  liv.  5,  7,  io,  13. 

1  /"  I  >HO'  mothers  kind,  forgetful  prove, 

X      Of  fuckiings  nourifh'd  at  the  breaft, 
Or  yearning  bowels  ceafe  to  move 
To  infants  when  with  pain  opprefs'd  ? 

2  Yet  I  will  ne'er  forget  my  bride, 
Says  Jefus,  God  of  love  and  truth, 
Taken,  when  fleeping,  from  my  fide, 
Then,  born  to  bear,  eternal  youth. 

3  I'll  not  forget  my  word,  my  oath, 

I'll  not  forget  my  wounds,  my  blood  ; 
My  friendfhip  makes  but  one  of  both, 
And  I  am  mil  thy  Saviour  God. 

4  Wrote  on  my  hands  thy  much  lov'd  name, 
My  Zion,  glorious  is  thy  ftate  ! 

1  fee  thee  always  without  blame, 
And  his  own  body  none  can  hate. 


HYMNS.  49 

5  Thy  walls  before  me  always  are  ; 
Bounds  to  thy  dwelling  i  have  fet  5 
My  Zion's  my  peculiar  care, 

My  Zion  I  will  ne'er  forget. 

6  O  happy  Zion  fee  and  prove, 

How  groundlefs  all  thy  forrows  are ; 
Live  in  thy  hufband's  nature,  love, 
And  that  (hall  caft  out  all  thy  fear. 

HYMN  LXIII.    C.  M.    J.  Stsnn£tt. 

Mercy  and  Truth. 
Pfa.  Ixxxv.  10,  11.     Prov.  xx.  2,8.  Dan.  ix.  9. 

1  1TTHEN  firft  the  God  of  boundlefs  grace 

V  V    -{Piiclos'd  his  kind  defign, 
To  relcue  our  apoftate  race 
From  mis'ry,  lhame  and  fin. 

2  Quick  through  the  realms  of  light  and  blifs, 
The  joyful  tidings  ran, 

Each  heart  exulted  at  the  news, 
That  God  would  dwell  with  man. 

3  Yet  'midft  their  joys  they  paus'd  a  while, 
And  afk'd  with  ftrange  furprife, 

"  But  how  can  injur'd  juflice  fmile, 
Or  look  with  pi  tying  eyes  ? 

4  Will  the  Almighty  deign  again, 
To  vi(it  yonder  world  ; 

And  hither  bring  rebellious  men, 
Whence  rebels  once  were  hurl'd. 

5  Their  tears,  and  groans,  and  deep  diftrefs, 
Aloud  for  mercy  call  : 

But  ah  !  rnuft  truth  and  righteoufnefs 
Victims  to  mercy  fall  ?" 
F 


5o  HYMNS. 

6  So  fpakc  the  friends  of  God  and  man, 
Delighted,  yet  furpri2'd, 

Eager  to  know  the  wond'rous  plan, 
That  wifdom  had  devis'd. 

7  The  Son  of  God  attentive  heard, 
And  quickly  thus  reply'd, 

"  In  me  let  mercy  be  rever'd, 
And  juftice  fatisfy'd. 

8  Behold  !  my  vital  blood  I  pour, 
A  facrifice  to  God  ; 

Juftice  divine  will  now  no  more 
Demand  the  finner's  blood." 

9  He  fpake,  and  heav'n'shigh  arches  rung  ; 
Praife,  ev'ry  tongue  employs, 

"  He  dy'd,"  the  friendly  angels  fung, 
Nor  ceafe  their  rapturous  joys. 

HYMN  LXIV.     C.  M.     Rippon's  &IL 

Meflenger  of  the  Covenant. 
Mah  iii.  I.     Ifa.  xlii.  6,  7,  io,  It,  it. 

1  TESUS,  commiffion'd  from  above, 
J    Defcends  to  men  below, 

And  (hews  from  whence  the  fprings  of  love, 
Inendlefs  currents  flow. 

2  He,  whom  the  boundlefs  Heav'n  adores, 
Whom  Angels  long  to  fee  ; 

Quitted  with  joy  thofe  blifsful  fhores, 
AmbafTador  to  me  ! 

3  To  me  a  worm,  a  finful  clod, 
A  rebd  and  forlorn  ; 

A  foe,  a  traitor  to  my  God, 
And  of  a  traitor  born. 


H.   Y    U    N; S, 

4  To  me,  who  never  fought  his  grace, 
Who  mock'd  his  facred  word  ; 
Who  never  knew,  or  lov'd  his  face, 
And  all  his  will  abhorr'd. 

5  To  me  who  could  not  even  praife, 
When  his  kind  heart  I  knew  ; 

But  fought  a  thoufand  devious  ways 
Rather  than  keep  the  true. 


6  Yet  this  redeeming  Angel  came, 
So  vile  a  worm  to  blefs  ; 

He  took,  with  gladnefs,  all  my  blame, 
And  gave  his  righteoumefs. 

7  O  1  that  my  languid  heart  might  glow, 
With  ardour  all  divine  ; 

And  for  more  love  than  Seraphs  know* 
Like  burning  Seraphs  fhine. 

HYMN  LXV.    L.  M.    Needham. 

Mefliah. 

Dan.  ix.  24,  26.     If  a,  liii.  6. 

1  •"^LORY  to  God  who  reigns  above, 

\jr  Who  dwells  in  light,  whofe  name  is  love  3 
Y«  Saints  and  Angels,  if  ye  can, 
Declare  the  love  of  God  to  man. 

2  O  what  can  more  his  love  commend 
His  dear,  his  only  Son  to  fend  ! 

That  man,  condemn'd  to  die,  might  live, 
And  God  be  glorious  to  forgive. 

3  Median's  come — with  joy  behold 
The  days  by  prophets  long  foretold  :   ' 
Judah,  thy  royal  fceptre's  broke, 

And  time  ftill  proves  what  Jacob  fpoke. 


5*  HYMNS. 

4  Daniel,  thy  weeks  are  all  expir'd, 
The  time  prophetic  feals  requir'd  ; 
Cut  off  for  fins,  but  not  his  own, 
Thy  Prince  Mefliahdid  atone. 

5  Thy  famous  temple,  Solomon  $ 
Is  by  the  latter  far  outfhone  : 

It  wanted  not  thy  glitt'ring  (tore, 
Median's  prefence  grac'd  if  more. 

6  We  fee  the  prophecies  fulfiTd 

In  Jefus  that  mod  woncl'rous  child  i 
His  birth,  his  life,  his  death  combine 
To  prove  his  character  divine 

7  Jefus,  thy  gofpd  firmly  ftands 

A  blefling  to  thefefavour'd  lands  J 
No  inridei  /hall  be  our  dread, 
Since  thou  art  rifen  from  the  dead. 

HYMNLXVI.    L.M.    OnieiNAt, 

Mighty  God, 
P/a.l.i,     Jfa.  x\.  10.  Ixii.  u«    Pfa.  cxviil.  tg, 

J   '     TAIL,  mighty,  true  and  living  God, 
I    I    Ancient  of  everlafting  days  ; 
Saviour  of  man,  who  med'ft  thy  blood, 
O  teach  us,  worthily  to  praife. 

%  Cloth'd  with  falvation — clad  in  zeal — 
Arm'd  with  the  vengeance  of  a  God  ; 
That  power  which  long  had  bruis'd  the  heel, 
Beneath  thy  pierced  feet  was  trod  : 

3  Spoil'd  of  his  goods — the  goods  he  held 
In  chains  of  darknefs,  guile  and  fraud  ; 
The  nature  which  by  him  rebell'd, 
Now  forms  thy  great,  thy  juft  reward. 


HYMNS.  53 

4  Who  (hall  hold  back  the  Saviour's  prey  ? 
Or  keep  the  captives  of  his  blood  ? 
Not  earth,  nor  hell.     More  ftrong  than  they, 
Chrift  conquers  as  the  mighty  God. 

HYMN  LXVII.     L.  M.     James  Relly, 

The  only  Perfeft. 

Eccl.  vii.  20.     Job,  xiv.  4.     Jfa.  lxiv,  6. 

1  /^OULD  I  of  all  perfeftion  boaft, 
V_>l  As  pure  as  that  which  Adam  loft, 
I'd  facrifice  it  to  thy  blood, 

My  Chrift,  my  all,  my  only  good. 

2  Were  I  as  Abram,  ftrong  in  faith, 
And  boldly  ftedfaft  unto  death  ; 
I'd  bid  my  faithfulnefs  adieu, 
And  Jefus  only  faithful  view. 

3  If  I  more  meek  than  Mofes  were, 
Quite  free  from  anger,  ftrife,  or  fear; 
Yet  this  I  gladly  would  defpife, 
And  Jefus'  meeknefs  only  prize, 

4  Was  I  as  Job  fubmiflive  ftilJ, 
Patient,  refign'd  in  ev'ry  ill  ; 

Yet  all  ihould  fade  before  his  crofs, 
Compar'd  with  him,  it  is  but  drofs. 

5  If  I  was  wife  as  Solomon, 

Like  him  with  zeal  and  ardour  fhone  3 
.  Like  him  I'd  vain  and  foolifh  fee 
My  wifdom,  zeal,  yea  all  but  Thee. 

6  Had  I  an  Angel  s  purity 
Yea  even  this  I  would  deny  ; 

Nor  good  confefs  in  name  or  thing, 
But  Chrift  my  Lord,  my  life,  my  King, 
F2 


HYMN     S. 
HYMNLXVIII.     CM.     Original, 

Prince  of  Peace. 
Jfa.  ix.  6.  xxvi:.  5.     Nab.  i.  15. 

1  Y  ESUS,  thou  Prince,  thou  King  of  peace, 
J    And  King  of  glory  too  ; 

O  be  thy  bleffed  name  ador'd, 
By  Gentile  and  by  Jew. 

2  For  Ifr'el's  tribes — for  us,  O  Lord, 
Eternal  peace  is  made. 

Our  pardon's  feal'd — 'tis  feal'd  with  blood, 
The  blood  of  Chriit,  our  head  : 

3  Nor  ours  alone — the  head  of  man, 
Of  ev'ry  man  art  thou  : 

For  ev'ry  man,  'twas  thine  to  die  : 
The  world  to  thee  (hall  bow. 

H  Y  M  N  LXIX.     C.  M.     Watts. 

Prophet,  Prieftand  King. 
Deut.  xviii.  18.    He!>.  vii.  17.     Jfa.  xxxiii.22. 

E  blefs  the  Prophet  of  the  Lord, 


'W 


That  comes  with  truth  and  grace  j 
JeluSj  thy  ipirit  and  thy  word, 
Shall  lead  us  in  thy  ways. 

2  We  rev'rence  our  High  Pried:  above, 
Who  offer'd  up  his  blood ; 

And  lives  to  carry  on  his  love, 
By  pleading  with  our  God. 

3  We  honour  our  exalted  King  ; 
How  fweet  are  his  commands  ! 

He  guards  our  fouls  from  hell  and  fin, 
By  his  almighty  hands. 


HYMNS.  55 

4  Hofanna  to  his  glorious  name, 
Who  faves  by  diffrent  ways, 
His  mercy  lays  a  fov'reign  claim, 
To  our  immortal  praife. 

HYMN  LXX.    L.  M.    Rippon's  ColU 

Rain  of  Heaven. 
Pfa.  Ixxii.  6.     JJa.  lv.  IO,  II. 

1  A    S  (how'rs  on  meadows  newly  mown, 
J\^  Jefus  (hall  (hed  his  bleffings  down, 
Crown'd  with  whofe  life  infufing  drops, 
Earth  (hall  renew  her  blifsful  crops. 

2  Lands  that  beneath  a  burning  iky, 
Have  long  been  defolate  and  dry, 
Th'  effufions  of  his  love  (hall  (hare* 
And  fudden  greens  and  herbage  wear. 

3  The  dews  and  rains,  in  all  their  (tore, 
Drenching  the  paftures  o'er  and  o'er, 
Are  not  fo  copious  as  that  grace, 
Which  fanclines  and  faves  our  race. 

4  As  in  foft  (ilence  vernal  (how'rs 
Defcend,  and  cheer  the  fainting  flow'rs, 
So  in  the  fecrecy  of  love 

Falls  the  fweet  infl'ence  from  above. 

5  That  heav'nly  infl'ence  let  me  find 
In  holy  (ilence  of  the  mind, 

While  ev'ry  grace  maintains  it  bloom, 
Diffufing  wide  its  rich  perfume. 

6  Nor  let  thefe  bleffings  be  confin'd 
To  me,  but  pour'd  on  all  mankind, 
Till  earth's  wild  waftes  in  verdure  rife, 
And  a  yonng  Eden  blefs  our  eyes. 


56  HYMNS. 

HYMN    LXXI.    L.  M.    Rippon's  ColL 

Ranforn. 

Job.  xxxiii.  24.  IJu  xxxi.  11. 

1  «  T  COME,"  the  great  Redeemer  cries, 

J[  "  A  year  of  freedom  to  declare, 
From  debts  and  bondage  to  difcharge, 
And  Jews  and  Greeks  the  grace  (hall  (hare  : 

2  A  day  of  vengeance  I  proclaim, 
But  not  on  man  the  ftorm  (hall  fall, 
On  me  its  thunder  (hail  defcend, 

My  ftrength,  my  love  fuftain  them  all." 

3  Stupendous  favour  !  matchlefs  grace  ! 
Jefus  has  di'd  that  we  might  live  : 
Not  worlds  below,  nor  worlds  above 
Could  fo  divine  a  ranfom  give. 

4  To  him,  who  lov'd  our  ruin'd  race, 
And  for  our  lives  laid  down  his  own, 
Let  fongs  of  joyful  praifes  rife, 
Sublime,  eternal  as  his  throne. 

HYMN  LXXII.     C.  M.     John  Relly, 

Refuge. 

Deut.  xxxii.  27.     Jfa.  xxv.  4. 

1  Ti  /rORTALS  behold  your  dying  God, 
JLVjL  Take  refuge  in  his  name  ; 
Come,  warn  your  robes  white  in  the  blood 
Of  Chrift,  the  (laughter'd  Lamb. 

2  O  'tis  eternal  life  to  know 

His  Godhead,  blood,  and  fame : 
The  fcriptures  fay,  he  di'd  for  you. 
Then  venture  on  the  Lamb. 

3  Now  welcome  all  who  come  to  God., 
In  Chrift,  the  Saviour's  name  s 


HYMNS.  57 

There's  full  redemption  in  his  blood  5 
Then  do  not  flight  the  Lamb. 

4  O  that  you  God  the  Saviour  knew, 
And  that  he  bore  your  fhame  j 
Di'd,  rofe  again,  and  lives  for  you, 
Then  would  you  prize  the  Lamb* 

J  What  love,  what  kindnefs  did  he  (hew  ! 
When  he  from  Heav'n  came, 
To  bear  away  all  fin  from  you, 
Behold  the  holy  Lamb. 

fc  How  rieh  the  blood  which  9ftgf  did  itew  I 
T@  eevtr  ui  fr@m  fhamit  * 
We'll  bow  hehm  thy  f©@!  &§©!  !©w* 
And  hail  thtf|  tevtly  Lamb. 

7  O  Chrift,  ©ur  Qed,  eur  blading  Kinf, 
Wt'l!  evtr  fing  thy  fame* 
Heft  and  in  Heav'n  we'll  ftiout  and  $tig 
Thy  gloric s,  worthy  Lamb, 

HYMNLXXIII,    S.M.    Jame§  Riitv, 

Revealer  of  Peace. 
Jerem.  xxxi.  7.      AfiY.  v.  5.    JE/i^  H.  14, 

I  TT7HEN  God  our  father's  pleas  '4 
W     For  to  reveal  his  Son, 
Immediately  otrr  confcience  eas'd 
Becomes  his  peaceful  throne. 

%  Confult  we  then  no  more 
Our  fenfes,  flefti  and  blood, 
But  in  the  day  of  heav'nly  pow'r 
Commence  the  fons  of  God. 

3  Included  all  in  one, 
We  now  with  rapture  tejl, 


58  HYMNS. 

We're  in  the  Father's  only  Son, 
In  whom  he's  pleafed  well  : 

4  This  doth  our  God  make  knowa 
To  mortal  worms  below  : 
All  other  matters  we  difown, 
This  only  will  we  know. 

HYMN  LXXIV.     L.  M.     Wesley's  Coll. 
The  Lord  our  Rightcoufnefs. 

Jtr.  xxiii.6.     Jja.  liv.  17. 

1  TESUS,  thy  blood  and  righteoufnefs, 
J  My  beauty  are,  my  glorious  drefs  ; 
'Midft  flaming  worlds  in  thefe  array'd, 
With  joy  fhall  I  lift  up  my  head. 

2  When  from  the  duft  of  death  I  rife, 
To  claim  my  manfion  in  the  fkies  ; 
E'en  then  ihall  this  be  all  my  plea, 

"  Jefus  hath  liv'd,  hath  di'd  for  me,'1 

3  Bold  (hall  I  ftand  in  that  great  day  ; 
For  who  ought  to  my  charge  (hall  lay  ? 
Fully  thro'  thefe  abfolv'd  I  am 

From  fin  and  fearj  from  guilt  and  fhame. 

4  Thus  Abraham  the  friend  of  God, 
Thus  all  the  armies  bought  with  blood, 
Saviour  of  tinners  thee  proclaim  ; 
Sinners,  of  whom  the  chief  I  am. 

5  This  fpotlefs  robe  the  fame  appears, 
When  ruin'd  nature  finks  in  years  ; 
No  age  can  change  its  glorious  hue, 
The  grace  of  Chriit  is  ever  new* 


HYMNS.  59 

h  O  let  the  dead  now  hear  thy  voice, 
Now  bid  thy  banifh'd  ones  rejoice, 
Their  beauty  this,  their  glorious  drefs, 
Jefusthe  Lord  our  righteoufnefs. 

HYMN  LXXV.    L.  M.     Rippon's  Coll. 
Righteoufnefs  of  Chrift  alone  fufficient. 
Mk.  vi.  6,  7.     PJa.  liii.  2,  3.     Hof.  vi.  4. 

1  -f  TT  THEREWITH,  O  Lord,  (hall  I  draw  near, 

W     Or  bow  myfelf  before  thy  face  ? 
How  in  thy  purer  eyes  appear  ? 
What  mall  I  bring  to  gain  thy  grace  ? 

2  Will  gifts  delight  the  Lord  moft  High  ? 
Will  multiply'd  oblations  pleafe  ? 
Thoufands  of  rams  his  favor  buy, 

Or  ilaughter'd  hecatombs  appeafe  ? 

3  Can  thefe  afluage  the  wrath  of  God  ? 
Can  thefe  warn  out  my  guilty  ftain  ? 
Rivers  of  oil,  or  feas  of  blood, 

Alas  I  they  all  muft  flow  in  vain. 

4  What  have  I  then  wherein  to  truft  ? 
I  nothing  have,  I  nothing  am  ; 
Excluded  is  my  ev'ry  boaft, 

My  glory  fwallow'd  up  in  fhame. 

5  Guilty,  I  ftand  before  thy  face  ; 
My  fole  defert,  is  hell  and  wrath ; 
'Twere  juft  the  fentence  mould  take  place, 
ButO,  I  plead  my  Saviour's  death  ! 

6  I  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Soa, 
Who  di.'d  for  finners  on  the  tree  ; 
I  plead  his  righteoufnefs  alone, 

O  put  the  fpotlefs  robe  on  me. 


6o  HYMNS. 

HYMNLXXVI.    S.M.    James  Relly. 
Rock. 

I/a.  xxxii.2.     Pfa.  cv.41.     1  Cor.  x,  4. 

1  "XT  7"HILST  we  are  marching  thro' 

y  V      This  land  with  drought  accurs'd, 
Rivers  of  living  waters  flow, 
In  thee  to  quench  our  thirft. 

2  This  world's  a  weary  land  ; 
By  fin,  a  defart  made  : 

'Tis  all  around  a  burning  ftrand  ; 
Has  no  refrefhing  (hade. 

3  But  thou'rt  our  mighty  rock  ; 
Thy  fhadow  very  great  ! 
Where  all  thy  weary  pilgrim  flock 
Find  a  divine  retreat. 

4  Tho*  once  with  fin  opprefs'd, 
From  which  no  part  was  free  ; 
Our  grievances  are  now  redrefs'd, 
Dear,  glorious  man,  in  thee. 

5  In  thee  we  now  have  found 
What'er  we  loft,  and  more  ; 

We  fee  thy.  grace  much  more  abound, 
Than  fin  had  done  before. 

6  Thy  praife  be  our  employ  ; 
Thy  glories  ever  mine  : 

All  our  falvation,  hope,  and  joy, 
Art  thou,  O  man,  divine  ! 

HYMN  LXXVII.     L.  M.     Watt's  Pfal.  43. 

Sacrifice. 
I/a.  li'ii.  7,  8.     1  Cor.  5,  7. 

l   rTlHE  wonders,  Lord,  thy  love  has  wrought, 
JL     Exceed  our  praife,  furmaunt  our  tho't, 


HYMNS.  61 

Should  I  attempt  the  long  detail, 

My  fpeech  would  faint,  rny  numbers  fail; 

2  No  blood  of  beafts  on  altars  fpilt, 

Can  cleanfe  the  fouls  of  men  from  guilt  $ 
But  thou  haft  fet  before  our  eyes 
An  all  fufficient  facrifice. 

3  Lo  !  thine  eternal  Son  appears, 
To  thy  defigns  he  bows  his  ears  ; 
A  flumes  a  body  well  prepar'd, 
And  well  performs  a  work  fo  hard. 

4  "  Behold  I  come  (the  Saviour  cries 
With  love  and  duty  in  his  eyes) 

I  come  to  bear  the  heavy  load 
Of  (ins,  and  do  thy  will,  my  God. 

5  ?Tis  written  in  thy  great  decree, 
'Tis  in  thy  book  foretold  of  me ; 
I  mull:  fulfil  the  Saviour's  part  -, 
And  lo  !  thy  law  is  in  my  heart. 

6  I'll  magnify  thy  holy  law, 
And  rebels  to  obedience  draw, 
When  on  my  crofs  I'm  lifted  high, 
Or  to  my  crown  above  the  fky. 

j  '£? 

7  The  fpirit  mail  defcend  and  fliow 
What  thou  haft  done,  and  what  I  do  ; 
The  wond'ring  world  fhall  learn  thy  grace, 
Thy  wifdom  and  thy  righteoufnefs." 

HYMNLXXVIII.     P.M.    James  Relly. 

Salvation  of  God. 
Exod.  xiv.  13,  14.  xv.  z,  2i.    Lam.  HI.  z6. 

I  /CANAAN  promis'd  is  before  j 
V>l  Come  let  us  forward  go, 
Not  the  ocean,  nor  its  roar, 
G 


«2  HYMNS. 

Nor  the  Egyptian  foe, 
May  obftrud,  when  God  commands  j 
His  pow'r  on  our  behalf  he  mows  : 
Move  we  forward  to  the  land, 
Where  milk  and  honey  flows. 

2  Pharaoh's  hofts,  our  flefh  and  fenfe, 
Prefs  hard  upon  our  rear  ; 

Vainly  ftrive  to  caufe  offence, 

Or  make  the  fpirit  fear  : 

God  protects  us  in  his  hand, 

Whilft  vengeance  on  his  foes  he  throws  : 

Move  we  forward  to  the  land, 

Where  milk  and  honey  flows. 

3  Roaring  floods  clap  hands  aloud, 
To  drive  us  back  again  ; 

Seas  of  trials  vaftly  crowd 
T'  affright  the  fons  of  men  : 
Jefus  bids  us  quiet  ftand, 
Whilft  he  his  great  falvation  fhows  : 
Move  we  forward  to  the  land, 
Where  milk  and  honey  flows. 

4  Seas  divide  before  our  face, 
And  ftand  upon  an  heap  ; 
M>£hty  waters,  by  his  grace, 
Sm.nk  from  the  fearful  deep  : 
On  we  march  at  his  command, 
Nor  dread  the  pow'r  of  our  foes  : 
Move  we  forward  to  the  land, 
Where  milk  and  honey  flows. 

5  Love,  which  God  to  us  doth  fhew, 
Strikes  the  Egyptian  dead  ; 
Floods,  which  give  us  pafiage  thro', 
Return  upon  their  head  : 

Dead  we  fee  them  on  the  ftrand, 
Nor  can  they  further  us  purfue; 
We  are  in  immanuei's  land, 
Where  milk  and  honey  flow. 


H    Y    M    N    S.  63 

HYMN  LXXIX.     S.  M.     Watts. 
Salvation,  Righteoufnefs  and  Strength. 
Jfa.  xlix.  6„  lix.  16, 17.  xxvi.  4.     P/J.  ixxi.  15,  16. 

1  rT^HE  Lord  on  high  proclaims 

JL     His  Godhead  from  his  throne  ; 
11  Mercy  and  juftice  are  the  names 
By  which  I  will  be  known. 

2  Ye  dying  fouls  that  fit 
in  darknefs  anddirtrefs, 

Look  from  the  borders  of  the  pit 
To  my  recov'ring  grace." 

3  Sinners  (hall  hear  the  found  ; 
Their  thankful  tongues  mall  own, 
Our  righteoufnefs  and  ftrength  is  found 
In  thee,  O  Lord,  alone. 

4  In  thee  fliall  Ifr'el  truft, 
And  fee  their  guilt  forgiv'n  ; 

God  will  pronounce  the  finners  jurt, 
And  take  the  faints  to  heav'n. 

HYMN  LXXX.     S.  M.    James  Relly, 
Secure  Hiding  Place. 
Pfa.   cxix.  1 24.  xxvii.  5. 

1  f*\  CHRIST  !  O  love  divine  1 
\J  How  wonderful  art  thou  ! 
What  heav'nly  beauties  in  thee  mine  ! 
What  mercies  from  thee  flow  ! 

2  Lo  !  thou  att  all  we  need, 
To  make  us  truly  bleft  ; 
Thy  wormippers  are  all  agreed, 
Thou  art  the  finner's  reft. 

3  When  blows  the  ftormy  wind, 
The  rage  of  man  or  hell, 


*4  HYMNS, 

A  hiding  place  in  thee  we  find, 
Shelter'd  in  peace  we  dwell. 

4  When  Satan,  fin  and  law, 
Do  fiercely  all  unite, 

Moft  fearfully  on  us  to  draw 
A  dark,  tempeftuous  night. 

5  When  thunders  roar  aloud 
Thro'  the  diftemper'd  fky  ; 

Like  lightnings  from  the  fulph'rous  cloud, 
When  dreadful  curfes  fly  : 

6  Defpairing,  guilty  fears, 
In  fiery  tempefts  roll, 

And  when  the  fecond  death  appears 
To  fright  the  trembling  foul  : 

7  By  faith  in  thee  made  bold, 
We  fmile  when  tempefts  fall ; 
Thou  art  the  man  promis'd  of  old, 
To  cover  us  from  all. 


HYMN  LXXXI.    C.  M,    Peacock. 

Sun  of  Righteoufnefs. 
Mai.  Iv.  a.    Ifa>  xxx.  z6.    Pfa*  xix.  6. 

ESUS,  thou  Sun  of  Righteoufnefs, 
All  glorious  and  divine  ; 
Thy  people  w,th  thy  pretence  blefs, 
In  their  affemblies  fhine. 


■j 


2  Thy  healing  beams  alone  can  cheer 
Hearts  pain'd  with  inward  grief; 
The  foul  oppreft  with  guilt  and  feat 
In  thee  finds  fweet  relief. 

3  If  thou  thy  righteoufnefs  difplay 
And  make  thy  merits  known  s 


HYMNS.  65 

Sinners  (hail  learn  thy  wond'rous  grace 
And  faints  thy  goodnefs  own. 

4  Our  tongues  (hall  thy  redeeming  love 
With  facred  rapture  tell  ; 
And  loud  refound  Immanuel's  praife, 
Who  faves  from  death  and  hell. 

H  Y  M  N  LXXXIL   C.  M.  James  Relly, 

Tree  of  Good  Fruit, 
Jer.  xvii.  8.     Rev,  xxii.  2,  3. 

1  TT7HEN  all  the  virtues  of  the  wood, 

Vt      Impartially  we  trace  ; 
The  apple  tree,  as  rare,  and  good, 
Firft  claims  the  higherf  place  : 
Beauteous,  and  rare,  it  (tands  admir'd 
Amongft  a  thoufand  trees  ; 
Its  fragrance,  fruit,  and  made  denYd, 
To  quicken,  feed  and  pleafe. 

2  Jiift  fo,  excelling  heav'n  and  earth, 
Is  my  beloved  feen 

Amongft  the  fons  of  royal  birth, 
The  fons  of  God  or  men  : 
Above  them  all  he  ftands  alone, 
Pre-eminent  and  rare  ; 
The  Father's  firit  begotten  Son, 
None  may  with  him  compare. 

3  He  as  the  man  of  God's  right  hand, 
Is  ail  perfection  ken.  ; 

Whilft  angels  charg'd  with  folly  ftand, 
•   And  heav'n's  declar'd  unclean. 
When  Waited  ev'ry  tree  beiide, 
Still  he  affords  a  lhade  ; 
A  fafe  afylum  for  liis  bride, 
Which  love  eternal  made,. 


66  HYMNS. 

4  His  fragrant  name  our  hearts  (hall  cheer, 
As  ointments  poured  forth  ; 

More  than  the  names  which  angels  bear. 
Or  men  of  higheft  worth. 
Unfav'ry  all  the  fons  we  prove, 
Their  worth  no  more  can  fee  5 
The  fragrance  of  eternal  love 
Comes  torth,  dear  Lamb,  from  thee. 

5  Thy  fruits,  thy  wifdom,  love,  and  pow'r, 
Are  perfecl  evermore ; 

Wtiiift  all  befide  are  green  and  four, 

Or  rotten  at  the  core. 

Live  thou,  of  all  the  fons  admir'd, 

The  onlyjuft  and  good  j 

As  ftands  the  apple  tree  defir'd, 

In  the  unfruitful  wood. 

HYMN  LXXXIII.     P.  M.     James  Relly, 
Top  Stone. 

Gen.  xlix.  24.     Zec.'w.  7.  iii.  9. 

i  "\Tf  THEN  elements  and  time  will  fade, 
VV     (What  wifeft  architects  have  made) 
Mould'ring  to  whence  it  came  ; 
God's  building  ever  (hall  endure, 
In  all  things  order'd  well  and  fure, 
Chrift  always  is  the  fame. 

2  When  we  the  infide  work  furvey, 
What  grandeur  does  the  whole  difplay  ! 
How  glorious  ev'ry  part  ! 

Earth's  beauties  all  are  far  too  mean, 
To  point  out  what's  in  Jefus  feen, 
When  he  attracts  the  heart. 

3  Foundation,  Chrift,  and  head  (tone  too, 
The  Alpha  and  Omega  thou, 


HYMNS.  67 

Of  this  the  houfe  of  God  : 
A  lively  ftone,  on  thee  I'm  built ; 
And  wafti'd  from  all  my  dreadful  guilt, 
In  thine  atoning  blood. 

HYMN  LXXXIV.    P.  M.    James  Reliy, 

Wonderful. 
Ifa.  ix.  6.  xxviii.  29.    PJa.  xl.  5. 

1  "¥  T  TONDERFUL  thy  name  we  call, 

yy      And  wonderful  thou  art  ! 
We,  in  fpirit,  proftrate  fall, 
And  hail  thy  wounded  heart ! 
Thou  haft  us  redeem'd  to  God, 
From  ev'ry  nation,  kindred,  tongue  ; 
Thou  haft  wafh'd  us  in  thy  blood, 
And  taught  us  the  new  fong. 

2  Jefus  only  is  the  Lord, 
He  only  holy  is  ; 
Jefus  is  by  us  ador'd, 
He  is  our  perfect  blifs  ; 
We  in  him,  and  he  in  us, 

Thro'  all  his  wounds,  and  death,  and  bloody 
In  one  body  on  the  crofs 
Were  perfected  to  God. 

3  Thou,  O  Chrift,  in  Zion  prais'd, 
Whom  we  our  Saviour  call, 

In  the  Godhead's  glory  rais'd 
Above  the  heavens  all  : 
Thee  we  hail,  thou  Prince  of  heav'n  ! 
'Tis  thee  we  hail,  thou  faithful  heart ! 
Thou  thyfelf  to  us  haft  giv'n  j 
All  hail  our  better  part  ! 

4  Worthy  is  the  holy  Lamb, 
Pre-eminence  is  giv'n  ! 
Greatly  glorious  is  his  name, 
Above  the  higheft  heav'n  I 


68  HYMNS. 

Yet  he  names  on  us  his  name, 
And  boldly  owns  the  brotherhood, 
Calls  us  brethren  without  ihame, 
And  us  prefents  to  God. 

HYMN  LXXXV.     C.  M.     Original. 

*   Zeal  of  the  Lord  of  Hods. 
JJa.  ix.  7.  !xiii.4)  $t 

EAL  of  the  Lord  of  Hofts  !  thy  zeal, 
Zealous  to  finifh  fin, 
bhall  of  tranfgreflion  make  an  end> 
And  righteoufnefs  bring  in. 


z 


2  Yes  !  righteoufnefs  divine,  complete, 
The  righteoufnefs  of  God, 
Imputed  to  the  guilty  foul, 

By  faith  in  Jefus'  blood. 

3  And  will  that  God  who  gaye  his  fon, 
Refufe  this  faith  to  give  ? 

Sure,  no. — It  cannot,  cannot  be — 
Man  (hall  believe  and  live* 

HYMN  LXXXVI.     L.  M.     Wesley's  G/A 

Praife. 
Pfa.  viii.  9.     Jja.  Ix.  3. 

j   •"VTHOU  in  whom  the  Gentiles  truft, 
y^y  Thou  only  holy,  only  juft  ; 
O  tune  our  fouls  to  praife  thy  name, 
Jefus  !  unchangeable,  the  fame  ! 

2  If  angels,  whilft  to  thee  they  fing, 
Wrap  up  their  faces  in  their  wing  ; 
How  fhall  we  finful  duft  draw  nigh, 
Thy  great  and  awful  Majefty  ? 

3  Glory  to  thee,  aufpicious  Lamb  ! 
Thou  holy  Lord,  thou  great  I  Am  ! 


HYMNS.  69 

With  all  our  pow'rs  thy  grace  we  blefs  ; 
Our  joy,  our  peace,  our  righteoufnefs  ! 

4  Live,  ever  glorious  Jefus  !  live, 
Worthy  all  bleffings  to  receive  f 
Worthy  on  high  enthron'd  to  fir, 
With  every  pow'r  beneath  thy  feet ! 

5  Bleffings  forever  on  the  Lamb, 
Who  bore  the  curfe  for  finful  man  : 
Let  angels  found  the  facred  name, 
And  ev'ry  creature  fay  Amen. 

HYMN  LXXXVII.    C.  M.   Steel*; 

Praife. 
PJa.  Ixvi.  1,  2.    //*.  xii.  1,2. 

J  rjTKO  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name, 
J_     Awake  the  facred  fong  ! 
O  may  his  love  (immortal  flame  1) 
Tune  ev'ry  heart  and  tongue. 

2  His  love,  what  mortal  thought  can  reach  ? 

What  mortal  tongue  difphy  ? 
Imagination's  utmoil  itretcn 
In  wonder  dies  away. 

3  He  left  his  radiant  throne  on  high ; 
Left  the  bright  realms  of  blifs, 

And  came  to  earth  to  bleed  and  die  !— 
Was  ever  love  like  this  ! 

4  Dear  Lord  while  we  adoring  pay 
Our  humble  thanks  to  thee  ; 
May  ev'ry  heart  with  rapture  fay, 
The  Saviour  di'd  for  me. 

5  O  may  the  fweet,  the  blifsful  theme 
Fill  every  heart  and  tongue  ; 

Till  ftrangers  love  thy  charming  name, 
And  join  the  facred  fong. 


7*  HYMN    S. 

Particular  Types,  and  General  Pro- 
phecies of  Jesus,  from  the  Legal  and 
Prophetic  Dispensations.  Alphabe- 
tically arranged. 

H  Y  M  N  LXXXVIII.     CM.     Watts. 

Aaron,  and  the  true  Melchizedek. 

Jieb.  \x.  7,  8,  24. 

1  TESUS,  in  thee  our  eyes  behold 
J    A  thoufand  glories  more, 
Than  fparkled  in  the  gems  and  gold 
The  fons  of  Aaron  wore. 

2  They  hrft  their  own  burnt  ofT'rings  brought,, 
To  purge  themfelves  from  fin  ; 

Thy  life  was  pure  without  a  fpot, 
And  all  thy  nature  clean. 

3  Once  in  the  circuit  of  a  year, 
With  blood,  but  not  his  own, 
Aaron  within  the  veil  appears, 
Before  the  golden  throne. 

4  But  Chrift  by  his  own  pow'rful  blood, 
Afcends  above  the  Ikies, 

And  in  the  prefence  of  our  God, 
Shews  his  own  facrifice. 

5  Jefus  the  king  of  glory  reigns, 
On  Zion's  heav'nly  hill, 

Looks  like  a  lamb  that  once  was  (lain, 
And  wears  his  priefihood  ftill. 

6  He  ever  fives  to  intercede 
Before  his  Father's  face  : 

Give  him,  my  foul,  thy  caufe  to  plead. 
Nor  doubt  the  Father's  grace. 


HYMNS.  jr 

HYMN  LXXXIX.    L.  M.    Original, 

Achor's  Vale,  a  Door  of  Hope. 
Jcjh.  \).z6.Hof.  ii.  15,  iS. 
ROM  tribulation's  gloomy  vale, 
Where  Jefus  bow'd,  where  Jefus  bled, 
1  he  furT'ring,  conq'ring  Lamb  of  God, 
Shall  lift  on  high,  his  glorious  head. 


'F 


2  For  rebel  man,  the  Saviour  died  : 
For  man,  he  burft  the  rocky  tomb  ; 
And  opes,  by  death,  a  door  of  hope, 
That  enters  on  the  world  to  come. 

3  The  bow,  the  fword,  the  fting  of  death, 
Chrift  Jefus'  death  has  took  away; 
And  Achor's  vale,  this  vale  of  tears, 
Now  beams  with  everlafting  day. 

HYMN  XC.     L.  M.     Original. 
Balaam's  Prophecy  :  Or,  the  Star  of  Jacob, 

Numb.  xxiv.  17.  xxii'1.20,  21.      Rem.  iii.  29. 

1  nr^HE  fon  of  Beor's  op'ningeyes, 

X     Mid  vifions  of  unfolding  fkies, 
Beholds  the  promis'd  day  afar, 
The  day  of  Jacob's  rifing  ftar. 

2  He  faw — believ'd  the  God  on  high. 
Nor  dar'd  that  people  to  defy, 

In  whom,  as  members  pure  and  clean, 
Iniquity  is  never  feen. 

3  Hath  Ifr'el  righteoufnefs  alone  ? 

Are  not  the  Gentiles,  Lord,  thy  own  ? 
What  faith  the  word  ?  "  All  fouls  are  mine.'* 
Thy  words  are  true ;  the  world  is  thine. 


72  HYMNS. 

HYMNXCI.    P.M.    Original. 

Chara&ers  of  Chrift  :  From  the  Prophets. 

1  "/^VP'NER  of  the  blinded  eyes!" 

\_J  Mid  the  night  of  death  arife. 
u  Binder  of  the  broken  heart  !■" 
Baliam  to  the  foul  impart. 

2  "  Giver  of  the  oil  of  joy  !" 
Mourning  from  the  earth  deftroy. 
"  Raifer  up  of  Jacob's  race  !" 
Save  the  world  of  man,  by  grace. 

3  "  Saviour  God,  and  God  the  juft  !" 
On  thine  arm  (hall  nations  trull. 

"  Gath'rer  of  the  outcafts'  home  !" 
In  Salvation's  chariots,  come. 

4  "  Lib'ral  foul,  devifing  good  !" 
Sinners  warn  in  thy  own  blood. 
"Taker  of  the  vail  away  !" 
Leau  us  to  eternal  day. 

5  "M?n  offorrows,  man  of  grief  !" 
May  thy  wounds  impart  relief. 

"  Leader,  witnefs,  cov'nant  God  !" 
Rule  the  world  with  mercy's  rod. 

6  "  Op'ner  of  the  prifon  door !" 
Captives  to  thy  light  reftore. 
"Judge,  lawgiver,  King  of  men  !" 
Come,  in  glory,  come  again. 

HYMNXCII.    L.  M.     Original, 

David,  the  Keeper  of  his  Father's  Sheep. 

x  Sam.  «xxiv.  35.     Jobntx.  10,  28. 

I  A  S  David  kept  his  father's  flock, 
JLX.  The  lion  bare  one  lamb  away  : 
In  wrath  he  rofe,  the  monfter  fmote  ; 
And  his  right  arm  redeem'd  the  prey. 


HYMNS.  r* 

2  Jefus,  a  greater  fhepherd  faT, 
The  roaring  lion  rends  in  twain  ; 
Plucks  from  his  jaws  each  captive  Iamb, 
And  brings  them  to  the  fold  again. 

3  One  Lord  there  is — and  one  the  fold  ; 
All  nations  form  this  fhepherd's  fheep  : 
The  conq'ring  Lord,  the  living  God, 
Faithful  and  true  his  fold  fnall  keep. 

HYMN  XCIIL     G.  M.     Watts. 

Mofes,  Aaron,  and  Jofhua. 
Ileb.sW.  11,19.  iv.8,  9.     IfaAv,  4. 

5  'r-ri IS  not  the  law  of  ten  commands 
X     On  holy  Sinai  giv'n, 
Or  fent  to  men  by  Mofe's  hands, 
Can  bring  us  fafe  to  Heaven. 

2  'Tis  not  the  blood  which  Aaron  fpilt,, 

Nor  fmoke  of  fweeteft  fmeli,  f 

Can  buy  a  pardon  for  cur  guilt, 
Or  fave  our  fouls  from  hell. 

3  Aaron  the  prieft  refigns  his  breath, 
At  God's  immediate  will, 

And  in  the  defert  yields  to  death, 
Upon  th'  appointed  hill. 

4  And  thus  on  Jordan's  yonder  fide 
The  tribes  of  Ifr'el  (tand, 

While  Mofes  bow'd  his  head  and  dVi 
Short  of  the  promised  land. 

5  Ifr'el  rejoice,  now  *  Jofhua  leads, 
He'll  bring  your  tribes  to  reft ; 

So  far  the  Saviour's  name  exceeds 
The  ruler  and  the  prieft. 

*  Jofhua  the  fame  with  Tefus,  and  Ggnifita  a  Savlouiv 

H 


7+  HYMNS, 

HYMN  XCIV.     P.  M.     Original, 

Mames  appropriate  to  Jelus. 


CdleEicd  from  IJaiab. 

Holy,  Holy,  L01 
By  the  Seraphim  ador'd  j 


TTOLY,  Holy,  Holy,  Lord  !" 


May  thv  fulnefs  fill  the  earth  ; 
Sendlalvation  boundleis  forth. 

2  "  Stem  of  Jefle  !  branch  of  God  !" 
Spread  thy  glorious  felf  abroad  ; 
North  and  fouth,  and  eaft  and  weft, 
Gather  thou,  in  thee,  to  reft. 

3  "  Rock  of  ftrength,  for  man  made  ftrong  !" 
Praifcs,  Lord,  to  thee  belong; 

This  foundation  cannot  fail ; 
No;  fhall  hell  itfelf  prevail. 

4  "  Mighty  God,  complete  to  fave  !M 
Thine  the  triumph  o'er  the  grave  ; 
Death  to  thee  refigns  the  prey ; 
Thou  haft  took  his  pow'r  away. 

5  iCReft  wherewith  the  weary  reft  !" 
Be  thy  nam«  forever  bleft. 

"  Healer  of  thy  people's  wound  !" 
Live,  with  honour,  glory  crown'd. 

HYMN  XCV.     C.  M.     Rippon's  CqIL 

Offices  of  Chrift,  prophetically  defcribed. 

Jja.  xxix.  18,24.  xl.  45. 

1  TfTTARK  the  glad  found  !  the  Saviour  comes, 

|_  JL  The  Saviour  promis'd  long  ! 
Let  ev'ry  heart  prepare  a  throne. 
And  ev'ry  voice  a  fong. 

2  On  him,  thefpirit,  largely  pour'd, 
Exerts  its  facred  fire  ; 

Wifdom  and  might,  and  zeal  and  love. 
His  holy  breaft  infpire. 


HYMNS.  75 

3  He  comes,  the  pris'ners  to  releafe, 
In  Satan's  bondage  held  ; 

The  gates  of  brafs  before  him  burft, 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 

4  He  com«s,  from  thickeft  films  of  vice, 
To  clear  the  mental  ray  ; 

And  on  the  eye  oppreft  with  night, 
To  pour  cdenial  day. 

5  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind, 
The  bleeding  foul  to  cure  ; 

And,  with  the  treafures  of  his  grace, 
T'  inrich  the  humble  poor. 

6  Our  glad  Hofannas,  Prince  of  Peace, 
Thy  welcome  mall  proclaim  ; 

And  Heav'n's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 

HYMN   XCVI.    L.  M.     Original. 

Samfon's  Death. 
jfudg.    xvi.  29,  30.    a.  Cor.  v.  14. 

1  QTRONGER  in  death,  than  erft  in  life, 
1^5  Samfon,  theconq'ror,  bows  his  head  ; 
The  pillars  make,  the  houfe  o'erturns  -3 
His  enemies,  himfelf  are  dead. 

2  More  glorious  far  is  Jefus  feen  5 
For  enemies  the  Saviour  dies  ; 

Death  and  the  grave,  his  death  fubdues  ; 
And  man  redeem'd,  with  him  mail  rife, 

3  Lord,  of  the  living  and  the  dead, 

Who  dying  conquer'd  death's  dread  pow'r ; 
We  celebrate  that  awful  day, 
And  hail  thy  refurrecUon  hour. 


7*  HYMN    S. 

HYMN  XCVII.     C.  M.     Watt*. 
Subftance  of  the  Levitical  PrieUhood. 

Htb<  vii.  28.  xiii.  11,  j2, 

1  rTpHE  true  Mefliah  now  appears, 

X     The  types  are  all  withdrawn  ; 
So  fly  the  shadows  and  the  ftars 
Before  the  rifing  dawn. 

2  No  fmoking  fweets,  nor  bleeding  lambs. 
Nor  kid  nor  bullock  (lain  : 

Incenfe  and  fpice  of  coftly  names 
Would  all  be  burnt  in  vain. 

3  Aaron  muft  lay  his  robes  away, 
His  mitre  and  his  veft, 

When  God  himfelf  comes  down  to  be 
The  off'ring  and  the  prieft. 

4  He  took  our  mortal  flefh  to  mow 
The  wonders  of  his  love ; 

For  us  he  paid  his  life  below, 
And  prays  for  us  above. 

5  Father,  he  cries*  forgive  their  fins, 
For  I  myfelf  have  di'd  ; 

And  then  he  mows  his  open'd  veins, 
And  pleads  his  wounded  fide. 

HYMN  XCVIII.  L.  M.     Watts, 

Titles  of  (Thrift. 

JJa.  ix.  2.  xliii.  5,  6. 

I   f  I  ^HE  lands  that  long  in  darknefs  lay, 
Now  have  beheld  a  heav'nly  light, 
Nations  which  fat  in  death's  cold  made, 
Are  blefs'd  with  beams  divinely  bright. 

7.  The  virgin's  prornis'd  fon  is  born  ; 
Behold  th'  expecled  child  appear  : 


HYMNS.  77 

What  (hall  his  names  or  titles  be  ? 
The  Wonderful,  the  CounfelloV. 

3  This  infant  is  the  mighty  God, 
Come  to  be  fuckled  and  ador'd  ; 
Th'  eternal  Father,  Prince  of  Peace, 
The  fon  of  David,  and  his  Lord. 

4  The  government  of  earth  andfeas 
Upon  his  moulders  (hall  be  laid ; 
His  wide  dominion  mil  increafe, 
And  honours  to  his  name  be  paid. 

5  Jefus  the  holy  child  (hall  fit 
High  on  his  father  David's  throne, 
Shall  cru(h  his  foes  beneath  his  feet, 
And  reign  to  ages  yet^inknown* 

HYMN  XCIX.    L,  M.    Watts; 

The  Types  and  Prophecies  fulfilled  in  Chrift. 

Bom.  x.  4.     1  Pet.  i.  19.     Jobtiy  i.  24. 

1  TJEHOLD  the  woman's  promis'd  (ecd  1 
Xj  Behold  the  great  Meffiah  come  ! 
Behold  the  prophets  all  agreed 

To  give  him  the  fuperiour  room  ! 

2  Abrah'm,  the  faint,  rejoic'd  of  old 
When  vifions  of  the  Lord  he  faw  5 
Mofes,  the  man  of  God,  foretold, 
This  great  fulfiller  of  his  law. 

3  The  types  bore  witnefs  to  his  name, 
Obtain'd  their  chief  defign  and  ceas'd  y 
The  incenfe,  and  the  bleeding  lamb* 
The  ark,  the  altar,  and  the  prieft. 

4  Predictions  In  abundance  meet, 
To  join  their  bleffings  on  his  head, 
Jefus,  we  worfhip  at  thy  feet, 
And  nations  own  the  promis'd  fad* 

*  Ha 


78  HYMNS, 


HYMNC,     P.  M.     Whitfielp's  ft* 

Praife. 
Pfa.  Ixxii.  i3,  19.    Jjs.  xliv.  23. 

URE  thy  name  is  Wonderful 
Counfellor,  the  mighty  God, 
Whom  the  Heav  'n'ly  holts  adore, 
Praife  we  thro'  the  earth  abroad. 


*s 


2  Thou  the  Godhead  bearing  dowi\ 
To  the  fight  of  mortal  man, 
Flefh  in  form,  and  God  in  pow'r, 
Suited  art  to  all  thy  plan. 

3  Centered  in  thy  lovely  face, 
Judgement,  mercy,  both  appear  ; 
All  Uie  Father's  honour  meets, 
All  his  glory  triumphs  here. 

4  Wonderfully  form 'd  toraife, 
Adam's  fallen,  lielplefs  race, 
FormM  to  purchafe  and  fecure,. 
For  thy  people,  boundlefs  Grace. 

5  Thcu  that  Prophet  art  and  King> 
Thou  the  Prieft  foretold  to  rile  3 
Thou  the  facrirlcer  art, 

Thou  too  art  the  facrifice. 

6  Lamb  of  God,  that  once  was  (lata. 
Bleeding  on  the  painful  tree, 
Rifen  and  afcended  high,. 

We  adore  thy  majefty. 

1  Wonderful  art  thou  in  pow  Y, 
Wonderful  art  thou  in  love  j 
Be  thou  all  our  theme  below, 
Be  thou  all  our  Heav'n  above  \ 


HYMNS.  7£: 

The  Incarnation  of  Christ:  Or,  Goi> 
manifeft  in  Flesh. 

HYMNCI,    C.  M.    James  Relly; 

God  Manifeft  in  Flefh. 
Job>  xix.  26,  27,     1  Tim.  iii.  16. 

1  OEE,  O  my  foul,  with  wonder  fee3 
l^  ArrayM  in  flem,  thy  Godx 
Cloth'd  with  my  whole  humanity* 
And  deeply  drench'd  in  biood  ! 

2  My  flefh,  my  blood,  and  bone  efpous'd ; 
(O  the  amazing  plan  !) 

From  nature's  death  and  darknefs  rous'd^ 
When  God  became  a  man. 

3  My  frame,  once  pure,  was  raarr'd  and  harm'd9 
Between  his  hands  quite  fpoil'd  ; 

But  now  a  nobler  veflel  form'd, 
When  God  became  a  child. 

4  At  Bethl'em  was  my  purer  birth, 
The  virgin  mother  mine, 

His  heav'n  married  to  my  earth, 
In  Chrift,  the  man  divine. 

HYMN  CH.    P.  M.    John  Murray 

The  Incarna.tion  of  jle(us. 
John,  i.  1.     Rom.  i.  3. 

t-  T  T  THEN  God  would  prove  his  love,, 
V  V     To  aM  tne  ruin'd  race, 
Defcending  from  above> 
As  full  of  truth  and  grace, 
Hejoin'd  our  nature  to  hisown^ 
And  fav'd  us  in  himfelf  alone. 

The  work  he  well  perform'd 
In  love3  he  came  to  do^ 


So  HYMNS. 

The  pow'rs  of  hell  he  ftorm'd, 
And  drove  th'  infernal  crew  -f 
O'er  death  itfelf  victorious  rofe, 
Triumphant  over  all  our  foes. 

3  Hail,  dear  almighty  King  ! 
We  praife  thee  for  thy  grace, 
Thy  victories  we  fing 
Thou  Prince  of  life  and  peace  -> 
To  thee  eternal  praife  is  due, 
Who  by  thyfelf  mad'ft  all  things  new: 

HYMN  CHI.     C.  M.    Medley. 

The  Word  made  Flefh. 

%Jobn>\.  14.     1  John,  \.  %% 

1  "fc^TORTALS  awake,  with  Angels  join,, 
XVJL   And  chaunt  the  folenan  lay  j 

Joy,  love  and  gratitude  combine 
To  hail  th*  aufpicious  day. 

2  In  heav'n  the  rapturous  fong  began, 
A   d  fweet  feraphic  fire 

Thro'  all  the  mining  legions  ran, 
And  ftrung  and  tun'd  the  lyre, 

3  Swift  thro*  the  vaft  expanfe  it  flies, 
And  loud  the  echo  roU'd  ; . 

The  theme,  the  fong,  the  joy  was  great, 
'Twas  more  than  heav'n  could  hold. 

4  Down  thro'  the  portals  of  the  fky 
Th'  impetuous  torrent  ran  ; 
And  angels  flew  with  eager  joy 
To  bear  the  news  to  man. 

5  Wrapt  in  the  fdence  of  the  night 
Lay  all  the  eaftern  world, 


HYMNS.  81 

When  burning,  glorious,  heav'nly  light 
The  wond'rous  fcen«  unfurl'd. 

6  Hark  !  the  cherubic  armies  fhout, 
And  glory  leads  the  fong  : 

Good  will  and  peace  are  heard  throughout 
T.h'  harmonious  heav'nly  throng. 

7  O  for  a  glance  of  heav'nly  love 
Our  hearts  and  fongs  to  raife  -f 
Sweetly  to  bear  our  fouls  above 
And  mingle  with  their  lays. 

8  With  joy  the  chorus  we'll  repeat 
Glory  to  God  on  high  ; 

Good  will  and  peace  are  now  complete, 
Jefus  was  born  to  die. 

9  Hail,  Prince  of  life,  for  ever  hail  f 
Redeemer,  brother,  friend  ! 

Tho'  earth  and  time,  and  life  (hould  fail* 
Thy  praife  (hall  never  end. 

HYMN  CIV.     C.  M.    Peacock. 

Chrift,  found  in  Fafhion  as  a  Man. 
Philip,  ii.  6,  7.    John,  xiv.  8,9. 

1  TTrHAT  condefcending  grace  and  love 

VV     Did  Ch»"ift  for  us  difplay, 
Who  left  the  glorious  worlds  above, 
To  dwell  in  mortal  clay  ! 

2  He  not  th'  angelic  form  afTum'd, 
Nor  the  celeftial  frame  : 

Tho'  angels  nobler  natures  boaft, 
And  boait  a  nobler  name. 

3  Behold,  of  Abrah'm's  faithful  kcd 
The  great  Redeemer  horn  ; 


82  H    Y    M    N     S. 

See  him,  in  mortal  ftefh  appear, 
Our  nature  to  adorn  ! 

4  It  well  the  Saviour's  love  became, 
A  human  form  to  wear, 

That  he  might  thus  our  guilt  atone, 
And  our  tranfgreffions  hear. 

5  Jefus  our  merciful  high  prieft, 
inflam'd  with  love  divine, 
Redeem'd  his  people  with  his  blood, 
And  did  his  life  refign. 

6  The  pains,  the  agonies,  he  bore, 
To  our  tranfgreffions  due  ; — 
His  arm  in  the  diftrefling  hour 
His  faints  fhall  fuccour  too. 

7  Then  to  the  throne  of  fov 'reign  grace, 
Let  us  with  joy  draw  near, 

That  we  may  gain  a  rich  fupply, 
For  all  we  want  is  there. 


HYMN  C V.     L.  M.     Watt's  Pfal.  97. 
The  Glory  of  the  Lord  revealed. 
fltb.  i.  6.     Matt.  ii.  n. 

I   /T^HE  Lord  is  come,  the  heav'ns  proclaim 
JL      His  birth  ;  the  nations  learn  his  name  ; 
An  unknown  (tar  directs  the  road 
Of  eaftern  fages  to  their  God. 

a   All  ye  bright  armies  of  the  fkies, 
Go,  worfhip  where  the  Saviour  lies  ; 
Angels  and  kings  before  him  bow, 
Thofe  Gods  on  high  and  Gods  below. 


H    Y    M    N    S,  83 

3  Let  idols  totter  to  the  ground, 

And  their  own  worshippers  confound  -, 
But  Judah  (bout,  but  Sion  ling, 
And  earth  confefs  her  fov'reign  king. 

HYMN  CVI.    C.  M.    John  Relly. 

Jehovah  who  fhould  come. 
Mai.  Hi.  1.    Pfa.  xlv.  6. 

1  T  TOW  ftrange  the  tidings,  how  profound  ! 

That  God  a  man  mould  be  ; 
In  iervant's  form  the  Lord  was  found, 
To  make  us  fervants  free. 

2  Our  father  lov'd  us  worms  fo  well, 
He  put  our  nature  on, 

And  thus  became  Immanuel, 
The  Father  and  the  Son. 

3  He  finiuYd  what  his  love  began, 
For  Adam's  ruin'd  race  ; 

We  fee  the  God  fhine  thro*  the  man, 
In  dear  Imman'ePs  face. 

4  This  facred  unity  maintains  * 
Our  conftant  peace  with  God  : 
Our  (ins  aton'd  for  by  his  pains, 
His  forrow  and  his  blood. 


HYMN  CVII:    C.  M.   Steele. 
Praife. 

Pfa,  cxtii.  I,  2.     Mark,  xi.  9.  10. 

1     A  WAKE,  awake  the  facred  fong 
J^^  To  our  incarnate  Lord  ; 
Let  evVy  heart,  and  ev'ry  tongue 
Adore  th'  eternal  word. 


2  That  awful  word,  that  fov'reign  pow'r, 
By  whom  the  worlds  were  made  t 


84  H    Y   M    N    S. 

(O  happy  morn  !  ilkftrious  hour  !) 
Was  once  in  flefh  array'd  ! 

3  Then  fhone  almighty  pow'r  and  love 
In  all  their  glorious  forms  : 

When  Jefus  left  the  throne  above 
To  dwell  with  finful  worms. 

4  To  dwell  with  mifery  below, 
The  Saviour  left  the  fkies  ; 

And  funk  to  wretchednefs  and  woe, 
That  worthlefs  man  might  rife. 

5  Adoring  angels  tun'd  their  fongs 
To  hail  the  joyful  day  ; 

With  rapture  then,  let  mortal  tongues 
'Their  grateful  worfhip  pay. 

6  What  glory,  Lord,  to  thee  is  due  f 
With  wonder  we  adore ; 

But  could  we  fing  as  angels  do, 
Our  higheft  praife  were  poor. 

The   Nativity  of     the   StviouR,   Celc* 

brated  by  Angels  and  Men. 

HYMN  CVIII.     C.  M.     Episcopal  PfaL 

The  Song  of  Angels. 

Luke,  ii<  io,  n,  13,  14. 

i  "IT  7*HILE  fhepherds  watch'd  their  flocks  by 
VV         night, 
All  featcd  on  the  ground, 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 
And  glory  (hone  around. 

1  «  Fear  not,  faid  he  (for  mighty  dread 
Had  feiz'd  their  troubled  mind  ;) 
Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
To  you>  and  all  mankind. 


H    Y    M     N     S.  85 

3  To  you,  in  David's  town,  this  day 
Is  born  of  David's  line, 

A  Saviour,  who  is  Chrift  the  Lord  ; 
And  this  (hall  be  the  fjgn  : 

4  The  heav'nly  Babe  you  there  (hall  find, 
To  human  view  difplay'd, 

All  meanly  wrapt  in  fwathing  bands, 
And  in  a  manger  laid." 

5  Thus  fpake  the  Seraph,  and  forthwith 
Appear'd  a  mining  ttorong 

Of  Angels,  praifing  God,  who  thus 
Addrefs'd  their  joyful  fong  : 

6  "  All  Glory  be  to  God  on  high, 
And  to  the  earth  be  peace  ; 

Good  will,  henceforth,  from  heav'n  to  men  * 
Begin,  and  never  ceafe." 

H  Y  M  N  CIX.     P.  M.     James  Relly. 

The  Nativity  of  Jefus. 
JJa.  ix.  6.     Luke,  ii.  31,  32. 

1  "\X  7"E  celebrate  the  praife  to  day, 

W     Of  Godhead  manifeft  in  clay, 
And  of  a  woman  born  ! 
The  promis'd  Son  to  us  is  giv'n, 
The  glories  of  indulgent  heav'n, 
Our  nature  doth  adorn. 

2  Let  it  be  told  to  diftant  lands, 
Howfoftly  wrapp'd  in  fvvaddling  bands. 
And  in  a  manger  laid, 

Was  he,  whom  we  with  joy  confefs, 
The  glorious  Lord,  our  righteoufnefs  ! 
Born  of  the  favour'd  maid, 
I 


86  HYMNS. 

3  Long  did  the  faints  with  ardour  figh 
To  fee  his  day,  and  thus  did  cry, 
Defire  of  nations  come  : 
More  blcft  are  we  who  fee  and  prove, 
The  fullnefs  of  the  Father's  love, 
The  ftate  of  man,  affumc. 

4.  The  Lord  himfelf  hath  giv'n  the  fign 
Of  richeft  grace,  and  love  divine, 
Promis'd  of  old  to  man  ; 
How  that  a  virgin  fhould  conceive  ; 
The  wond'rous  tidings  we  believe, 
And  praife  her  firft  born  fon. 

HYMN  CX.     P.  M.     Whitfield's  GIL 
A  Saviour,  who  is  Chrift  the  Lord. 

Jer.  xxxiii.  14,  15,  16.     Zepb.  ill.  17.    Cartic.  ii.  II,  12. 

1  TJARK  !  the  herald  Angels  fing 

Glory  to  the  new  born  King  ! 
Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild, 
God  and  finnersreconcil'd. 

2  Joyful  all  ye  nations  rife, 
Join  the  triumphs  of  the  fkies  ; 
Nature  rife  and  worfhip  him, 
Who  is  born  at  Bethlehem. 

3  Chrift,  by  higheft  heav'n  adorM, 
Chrift,  the  everhfting  Lord  ; 

-  Late  in  time  behold  him  come, 
Offspring  of  the  virgin's  womb. 

4  VeiPd  in  flefh  the  Godhead  fee, 
Hail  tlr  incarnate  Deity  ! 
Pleas'd  as  man  with  men  f  appear, 
Jofus'  our  Immanuel  here. 


H    Y    M    N     S.  87 

5  Hail  the  heav'n  born  Prince  of  Peace  ! 
Hail  the  Sun  of  Righteoufnefs  ! 
Light  and  life  around  he  brings, 
Ris'n  with  healing  in  his  wings. 

6  Mild  he  lays  his  glory  by, 

Born  that  men  no  more  may  die  $ 
Born  to  raife  the  fons  of  earth  ; 
Bom  to  give  them  fecond  birth, 

7  Come,  defire  of  nations,  come, 
Fix  in  us  thy  heav'nly  home  : 
Rife  the  woman's  conqu'ring  feed, 
Bruife  in  us  the  ferpent's  head. 

8  Adam's  likenefs  now  efface, 
Stamp  thy  image  in  its  place  $ 
Second  Adam  from  above, 
Work  it  in  us  by  thy  love. 

HYMN  CXI.    P.M.    JohnRelly, 

The  Everlafting  Father  dwells  with  Men. 
Mic*  v.  2,   Matt.  1j.  6.    PJa,  cxvii.  l,  2. 

j  1       ET  all  the  nations  of  the  earth 

I  j  Sing  of  the  great  Redeemer's  birth  / 
That  once  defpifed  man  : 
O  how  immenie  the  myftery  ; 
The  Father  of  eternity 
Contracted  to  a  fpan. 

2  The  fallen  fons  of  men  he  took, 
As  members  written  in  his  bock, 
And  did  our  ftate  allume, 
That  we  with  him,  from  fin  fetfree, 
Pure,  holy,  undeftTd  might  bej 
And  thus  to  glory  come,      . 


H     Y    M     N 

3  Lo  !  then  a  man  was  born  again, 
Exempt  from  Adam's  dreadful  ftain, 
And  fully  meet  for  heav'n  ; 

With  him  the  fallen  fons  of  earth 
Are  born  of  God,  this  their  new  birth, 
Which  grace  to  them  has  giv'n. 

4  With  Angel  hods  we  join  to  fing 
The  praifes  of  our  new  born  King, 
Our  God  incarnate  blefs, 

Whofe  holy,  ftrange,  myfterious  birth, 
Brought  heav'nlyjoys  to  fons  of  earth, 
With  peace  and  righteoufnefs. 

H  Y  M  N  CX2I.     P.  M. 

Immanuel  is  Born. 
Luke,  i.  68,  69,  70. 

3      A   RISE,  and  hail  the  happy  day  ; 
JTjl  Caft  all  low  cares  of  life  away, 
And  thought  of  meaner  things  : 
This  day  to  cure  our  deadly  woes, 
The  Sun  of  Righteoufnefs  arofe, 
With  Uealing  in  his  wings. 

2  If  angels  on  that  happy  morn, 

The  Saviour  of  the  world  was  bornr 
Pour'd  forth  their  joyful  fongs  ; 
Much  more  mould  we  of  human  race, 
Adore  the  wonders  of  his  grace, 
To  whom  that  grace  belongs. 

3  O  then  let  heav'n  and  earth  rejoice, 
Let  ev'ry  creature  join  his  voice, 
To  hymn  the  happy  day  ; 

When  Satan's  empire  vanquifh'd  fell, 
And  all  the  pow'rs  of  death  and  hell^ 
Coafefs'd  his  fov'reign  fway.. 


HYMN    S.  89 

HYMN  CXIII.   P.M.  James  Relly. 

Behold  the  King  of  Kings. 

Luke,  i.  78,  79.    Pfa.  xcvi.  2,  j. 

1  /^lOME,  join  with  angel  holts  to  cry, 
V^  Glory  to  God,  to  God  on  high  ; 
Peace  on  rebellious  earth  : 

To  man  good  will  abounds  from  heav'n  ; 
The  proof  of  all  is  richly  giv'n 
In  ChritVs  m)  fterious  birth  ! 

2  What  things  arethefe  which  angels  fay  ? 
A  Saviour  born  ?  yea,  born  to  day, 

In  David's  native  town  : 
A  Saviour,  who  is  Chrift  the  Lord  j 
For  fo  declares  the  heav'nly  word  ; 
Hear,  wonder,  and  bow  down  ! 

3  The  wonderful,  the  holy  child, 
The  everlafting  Father  ftil'd. 
The  mighty  God  art  thou  ; 

The  Counsellor,  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
Whofe  glorious  kingdom  ne'er  (hall  ceafe> 
Nor  wars,  nor  tumults  know. 

4  The  cloud  on  our  nativity 
Difpels  in  this  thy  myftery, 
Thou  holy,  undenVd : 

Our  iinful  nature's  born  again 
In  this  thy  birth,  without  a  ftain, 
And  can  no  more  be  fpoil'd. 

H  Y  M  N  CXIV.    P..  M.  Knapp's  Pfalmodj, 

The  Salvation  of  God  revealed. 

Jfa.  Hi.  9.     Pja.  xcviii.2,  4. 

J  f\  SIGHT  of  anguifh  !  view  it  near% 
\_jy   What  v/eeping  innocence  is  here3 
A  manger  for  his  bed  ? 


90  H    Y    M    N     fe 

The  brutes  yield  refuge  to  his  woe; 
Men,  the  worfe  brutes,  no  pity  fhov-v 
Nor  give  him  friendly  aid. 

2  Why  do  no  rapid  thunders  roll  ? 
Why  do  no  tempefts  rock  the  pole  I 
O  miracle  of  grace  ! 

Or,  why  no  angel  on  the  wing, 
Warm  for  the  honours  of  their  King, 
X'  extirpate  all  the  race  ? 

3  Did  he,  that  infant  bath'd  in  tears, 
Call  into  form  the  rolling  fpheres  ? 
Did  feraphs  wait  his  nod  ? 
Helplefs  he  calls — but  man  delays  : 
The  moral  chaos  difobeys, 

This  offspring  of  a  God. 

4  Say,  radiant  feraphs  thron'd  in  lighrr 
Did  lave  e'er  tow'r  fo  high  a  flight  ? 
Or  glory  fink  fo  low  ? 

This  wonder  angels  fcarce  declare, 
Angels  the  rapture  fcarce  can  bear, 
Or  equal  thanks  beftow. 

5  Redemption  !   'tis  aboundlefs  theme  ! 
Thou  boundlefs  mind,  our  hearts  inflame 
With  ardour  from  above  : 

Words  are  but  faint — let  joy  exprefs ; 
Vain  is  mere  joy — Men,  Angels  blefs 
This  prodigy  of  love. 

HYMN  CXV.     C.  M.     Original, 

Glad  Tidings  of  great  Joy. 
Luke,  i.  19.     If  a.  x!.  9.    lit   7. 

H'  Almighty  fpake,  and  Gabr'cl  fped 
Upborne  on  wings  of  light  $ 


T 


HYMNS.  §* 

Jehovah's  glory  round  him  fpread, 
And  chang'd  to  day,  the  night. 

2  Swift  down  to  earth  th'  Archangel  flew 
From  God's  eternal  throne  ; 

His  mining  robe  of  rainbow  hue, 
The  ftars,  moon,  fun  outfhone. 

3  One  note  of  peace  was  heard  on  high  i 
Glad  tidings  roll'd  around  : 

Ten  thoufand  thoufand  left  thefky, 
To  catch  Salvation's  found. 

4  Shout,  fhout  forjoy — rejoice,  O  earth  : 
Hail,  hail  this  glorious  morn  ; 
Rejoice  !  rejoice,  in  Jefus'  birth, 

To  day  are  nations  born. 

5  From  Zion's  hill  to  worlds  above, 
Re-echo'd  back  the  ftrain  ; 

And  golden  harps  attun'd  to  love, 
Thus  fwept  Ephratah's  plain. 

6  He  comes  !  he  comes  !  the  Saviour  God; 
Good  will,  peace,  joy  for  men. 

Glad  tidings  fhout  to  all  abroad. 
So  be  it,  Lord — Amen. 

HYMN  CXVI.     C.  M.     Watt's  Pfa.  9S, 

Praife. 
Pfa.xxix.z.  xxiv.  i.  fxvii.  5. 

1  TOY  to  the  world  :  the  Lord  is  come  ; 
J    Let  earth  receive  her  king  : 

Let  ev'ry  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  Heav'n  and  nature  ling. 

2  Joy  to  the  earth,  the  Saviour  reigns  | 
Let  men  their  fongs  employ ; 


92;  HYMNS. 

While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills  and  plains 
Repeat  the  founding  joy. 

3  No  more  let  fins  and  forrows  grow, 
Nor  thorns  infeft  the  ground  ; 

He  comes  to  make  his  bleffings  flow 
Far  as  the  curfe  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace. 
And  makes  the  nations  prove 

The  glories  of  his  righteoufnefs, 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 


Hymns,   on  the   Life  of  Immanuel,  the 
Head  of  every  Man. 

HYMNCXVII.    P.M.    Whitfield's  OIL 
The  Circumcifion. 

Lukey  ii.  21.     Jojh.  v.  9.     Cslojf.  ii.  n.. 

1  OEE,  my  foul,  with  wonder  fee 
J^  Th'  incarnate  Deity  : 
Human  nature  he  afTumes, 

He  to  ranfom  finners  comes. 
He  was  not  conceiv'd  in  fin, 
He  was  infinitely  clean  j 
Him  no  finful  fpot  difguis'd, 
Yet,  lo  !  he  was  circumcis'd. 

2  He  fulhTd  all  righteoufnefs, 
Standing  in  our  legal  place, 
From  the  cradle  to  the  crofs, 
All  he  did  he  did  for  us. 

He  did  all  our  woes  retrieve, 
He  expir'd  that  we  might  live  : 
By  his  ftripes  our  wounds  are  heal'd? 
Ey  his  blood  our  peace  is  feal'd*. 


H    Y    M     N     S.  93 

3  Jefus'  pain  procures  our  eafe  ; 
Jefus'  death  is  our  releafe  5 
Jefus'  crofs  obtains  our  crown  ', 
Jefus'  fepulchre  our  throne. 
Lord,  conform  us  to  thy  death  ; 
Bid  our  fins  yield  up  their  breath ; 
By  thy  refwre&ion's  pow'r, 
Make'our  fouls  to  glory  foar. 

4  Circumcife  our  filthy  hearts, 
Purify  our  inward  parts  ; 
Lord,  deftroy  the  carnal  mind, 
That  in  thee  we  peace  may  find ; 
In  thy  righteo'ufnefs  array'd, 
Let  us  triumph  and  be  glad ; 
Let  us  walk  with  thee  in  white, 
'Till  we  fee  thy  face  in  light. 

HYMN  CXVJII.    S.  M:    Original, 

Presentation  in  the  Temple. 
Luke,  ii.  zz.     Coloff.  i.  15. 

1  /I   LL  hail,  thou  great  firft  born, 
X"\.  The  holy  head  of  man  ! 
"What  floods  of  Grace  roll  on  to  view, 
In  mercy's  glorious  plan  I 

2  Thy  fulnefs  mankind  are  : 
The  temple,  Lord,  art  thou  : 
Thy  body  comprehends  the  whole 
Of  Adam's  tribes  below. 

3  In  thee,  prefented  pure 
Before  the  throne  of  God, 

All  nations  there  are  made  2new, 
Of  one  life  giving  blood. 

4  Firft  born  of  Heav'n,  of  earth, 
Of  ev'ry  creature,  hail ! 


94  HYMNS. 

Born  to  redeem  from  death  and  hell, 
Thy  purpofe  cannot  fail. 

5  The  fkies  may  wafte  in  flame  ; 
All  fyftems  melt  away  ; 

The  fun  himfelf  turn  black  as  night ; 
And  earth  be  loft  to  day  : 

6  But  thou  (halt  (till  remain, 
Th'  unchanging,  Saviour  God; 
And  as  eternal  ages  roll, 

Thy  name  fhall  be  ador'd. 

HYMN  CXIX.     S.  M.     Original. 

Eaptifm  in  Jordan. 
Matt.  iii.  13,  14,  15.     Jtr.  xiix.  ig; 

1  AS  Jordan  rolls  his  wave, 
•£**  Around  Chrift  Jefus'  head, 
Methinks  I  fee  the  Saviour's  grave; 
And  Chrift  among  the  dead. 

2  Shall  death  confine  the  Lord  ? 
Or  hold  the  King  of  men  ? 

He  burfts  the  tomb,  he  quits  the  grave, 
And  opes  the  Tyrant's  den. 

3  All  glorious,  fee  him  rife 
Triumphant  o'er  his  foes  : 
Againft  the  dwelling  of  the  ftrong, 
Ariel,  Jefus  goes. 

4  Hail,  Judah's  lion,  hail  ! 
The  vicVry,  Lord,  is  thine  : 

And  death  fubdu'd— and  hell  itfelf 
The  prey  to  thee  reiign. 

5  Oy  for  a  fong  of  praife, 
Immortal  as  thy  fame  : 

But  Heav'n  in  folemn  filence  kneels 
Before  th/  Almighty  Lamb. 


H     Y    M    N    S. 

H  Y  M  N  CXX.     C.  M.    James  Relly, 
The  Falling  of  Jefus. 

Matt.  ili.  i,  z.     lfa-  lviii.    6,  7. 

1  npHlS  is  the  faft  that  I  will  choofe, 

The  burdens  to  undo  j 
The  bands  of  wiekednefs  to  loofe, 
.And  let  the  pris'ner  go  : 

2  Let  fuch  who  are  oppreft  be  freed, 
Break  ev'ry  yoke  in  twain, 
Gladly  fupply  the  brethren's  need, 
And  thus  allay  their  pain  : 

3  To  hungry  fouls  to  deal  thy  bread, 
Nor  thruft  them  from  thy  door, 
But  in  thine ihoufe  a  table  fpread, 
For  all  the  caft  out  poor  : 

4  To  all  the  naked  cov'ring  give, 
Their  drooping  hearts  refrefh  ; 

Nor  hide  thyfelf,  whilft  thou  doft  live,  \ 

From  thofe  who're  thine  own  flefh. 

5  Attentive  to  the  heav'nly  word 
We  ftand  convicted  deep, 

That  we  ourfelves,  before  the  Lord, 
This  faft  can  never  keep  : 

6  But  up  we  look  unto  our  head, 
Jefus  the  faft  hath  kept ; 

And  us  in  him  thro'  all  he  did, 
The  Father  doth  accept. 

7  He  kept  the  faft,  which  God  did  choofe  ; 
Our  burdens  did  undo  j 

Our  bands  of  wiekednefs  did  loofe, 
And  let  us  pris'ners  go  : 

8  From  fin's  oppre/fion  us  he  freed, 
Brake  evVy  yoke  in  twain* 


■96  HYMNS. 

Gladly  fupply'd  his  brethren's  need, 
And  fav'd  us  from  hell's  pain. 

9  To  us  he  deals  the  living  bread, 
Nor  thrufts  us  from  his  door  j 
But  to  his  houfe,  and  table  fpread, 
He  brings  uscaft  out  poor. 

10  Cloth'd  with  the  labours  of  his  crofs, 
He  did  our  hearts  refre/h  ; 
Nor  did  he  hide  himfelf  from  us, 
But  calls  us  his  own  flefb. 

j  i  Hail,  Alpha  and  Omega,  hail ! 
All  hail,  thou  firft  and  laft  ! 
O'er  all  our  foes  we  (hall  prevail, 
For  thou  haft  kept  the  fait : 

12  Complete  in  thee,  our  deareft  Lord, 
Thy  works  as  ours  are  known  : 
We  now  encourag'd  by  thy  word, 
Conclude  thy  faft's  our  own. 

HYMN  CXXI.    S.  M.    Original. 

Temptation  in  the  Wildernefs. 
Mark,  i.  12,  13.    Luke,  iv.  I,  a. 

OR  forty  myfticdays, 
Unknown  to  man  their  length, 
Thy  foe,  the  foe  of  God  with  man, 
Exerted  all  his  ftrength. 


F 


2  No  finite  mind  can  tell, 
The  conflicts  of  thofe  hours  : 
Nor  ought  but  infinite  conceive 
Of  Satan's  wily  pow'rs. 

3  Was  it  to  wreathe  thy  brow 
With  vicYry's  bright'ning  wreath  ? 
To  give  thyfelf  a  royal  crown 
That  thus  thou  fought'ft  with  death? 


HYMNS,  97 

4  No — furely  no. — For  man 
The  combat  was  begun — 

For  man  'twas  finifh'd — 'tis  complete — 
For  man  the  battle's  won. 

5  Eternal  praife  await, 

Thy  glorious,  bJeffed  name  ; 
Thou  Captain  of  Salvation's  holts, 
All  fuff'ring,  conq'ring  Lamb. 

HYMN  CXXII.     S.  M.    Original. 

Preaching  of  glad   tidings. 

Luke,  iv.  17,  18,  19.     Matt,  iv,  23. 

1  /^\  Chrift,  what  gracious  words, 
\J  Are  ever,  ever  thine  ; 

'   Tny  voice  is  mufic  to  the  foul, 
And  life  and  peace  divine. 

2  Good,  everlafting  good, 
Glad  tidings  full  of  joy, 

Flow  from  thy  lips,  the  lips  of  truth, 
And  flow  without  alloy. 

3  The  broken  heart,  the  poor, 
The  bruis'd,  the  deaf,  the  blind ; 

The  dumb,  the  dead,  the  captive  wretch, 
In  thee  compaflion  find. 

4.  Lord  Jefus,  fpeed  the  day, 
The  promis'd  day  of  grace, 
To  all  the  poor,  the  dumb,  the  deaf, 
The  dead  of  Adam's  race. 

5  One  fong  (hall  then  employ 
The  blefled,  blefling  whole  ; 
And  human  nature  fliout  thy  name, 
The  life  of  ev'ry  foul. 
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g»  HYMNS. 

HYMNCXXIII.     S.M.    Original. 

Miracles  of  Chrift. 

Matt.  iii.  24,  25.  xiv.  34,  35,  36.     Luke,  iv.  40,  41. 

t    TESUS,  we  blefs  thy  pow'r ; 
J    Thy  grace,  we  honour  more  ; 
Such  love  as  thine,  it  muft  fubdue 
To  worfhip,  love,  adore. 

2  The  blind,  the  dumb,  the  deaf 
A  word,  a  touch  relieves  ; 

The  wither'd  arm,  at  thy  command 
New  ftrength,  O  Lord,  receives. 

3  Lepers,  who  long  had  groan'd 
Beneath  the  weight  of  pain  ; 

The  palfied  limbs — the  dying — dead — 
Are  all  made  whole  again. 

4.  Legions  of  hell,  obey 
Thy  dread,  almighty  word  ; 
And  Jew  and  Gentile  difpofTeft, 
Give  glory  to  the  Lord. 

5    Come,  great  Phyfician,  come  ! 
In  fpirit,  Chrift,  difplay 
Thy  healing,  cleanfing,  gracious  pow'rs, 
And  take  ev'n  death  away. 

HYMN  CXXIV.     L.  M.     Watts. 
The  Healing  Power  of  Jefus. 
Matt.  viii.  16,  17.  ix.  35.   xi.4,  5. 

EHOLD  the  blind  their  fight  receive  ! 
Behold,  the  dead  awake,  and  live  ! 
The  dumb  fpeak  wonders  !  and  the  lame 
Leap  like  the  hart,  and  blefs  his  name ! 


'B 


2  Thus  doth  th'  eternal  fpirit  own 
And  feal  the  miffion  or  his  Son  ; 


HYMNS.  99 

The  Father  vindicates  his  caufe, 
While  he  hangs  bleeding  on  the  crofs. 

3  He  dies  !  the  heav'ns  in  mourning  flood  j 
Herifes,  and  appears  a  God  ! 

Behold  the  Lord  afcending  high,  ^ 

No  more  to  bleed,  no  more  to  die, 

4  Hence  and  forever  from  my  heart 
I  bid  my  doubts  and  fears  depart ; 
And  to  thole  hands  my  foul  refign, 
Which  bear  credentials  fo  divine. 


HYMN  CXXV.     P.  M.   W 

The  Saviour's  Invitation, 
Matt,  xi.  28,  29,  30.  Ifa,  lv.  1.      Rev.  xxli.  jj» 

YE  fcarlet  colour'd  finners  come  ; 
Jefus  the  Lord,  invites  you  home ; 
O  whither  can  you  go  ? 
What  \  are  your  crimes  of  crimfon  hue  ? 
His  promife  is  for  ever  true, 
He'll  wafh  you  white  as  fnow. 

Backfliding  fouls  fill'd  with  your  ways, 
Whofe  weeping  nights  and  wretched  days. 
In  bittern efs  are  fpent ! 
Return  to  Jefus,  he'll  reveal 
His  lovely  face,  and  fweetly  heal 
What  you  fo  much  lament. 

Tried  fouls !  look  up — he  fays  'tis  I— 
He  loves  you  ftill,  but  means  to  try 
If  faith  will  bear  the  teft  ; 
The  Lord  has  giv'n  the  chiefeft  goo63 
He  fhed  for  you  his  precious  blood  ; 
O  truft  him  for  the  reft  I 


io©  H    Y    M    N    S. 

4  Ye  tender  fouls  draw  hither  too, 
Ye  grateful,  highly  favour'd  few, 
Who  feel  the  debt  you  owe  ; — 
Prefs  on,  the  Lord  hath  more  to  give; 
)3y  faith  upon  him  daily  live, 
And  you  ftiall  find  it  fo. 

HYMN   CXXVI.     P.M.     Wesley's  ColU 
Manifeftation  to  the  Gentiles. 
Matt.  ii.  1,  2.     John,  xii.  20,  it,  23,  23. 

1  QONS  of  men,  behold  from  far, 
j^  Hail  the  long  expected  ftar  ; 
Jacob's  ftar,  that  gilds  the  night, 
Guides  bewilder 'd  nature  right. 

2  Fear  not  hence  that  there  (hall  flow 
Wars,  or  peftilence  below  ; 
Wars  arequell'd  and  tumults  ceafe* 
As  appears  the  Prince  of  Peace. 

3  Mild  he  mines  on  all  beneath, 
Piercing  thro'  the  fhades  of  death  ; 
Scatt'ring  error's  wide  fpread  night, 
Kindling  darknefs  into  light. 

4  Nations  all,  far  off  and  near, 
Hafte  to  fee. your  God  appear  ; 
Hafte,  for  him  your  hearts  prepare. 
Meet  him  manifefted  there. 

5  There  behold  the  day  fpring  rife, 
Pouring  eye  fight  on  your  eyes  ^ 
God  in  his  own  light  furvey, 
Shining  to  the  perfecl  day. 

6  Sing  ye  morning  ftars,  again  ; 
God  defcends  on  earth  to  reign  ?" 


Deigns  for  man  his  life  t'  employ^ 
Shout  ye  fons  of  God,  for  joy. 


HYMNS.  105 

HYMN  CXXVII.     P.  M.     Original. 

Transfiguration  on  Mount  Tabor. 
Matt.  xvii.  2.     Mark,  ix.  3.     Luke,  ix.  29.     Pbillp>  iu.  21, 

i      A    S  Jefus  flood  on  Tabor's  mound, 
Xj^  Celeftia!  glory  beam'd  around, 
And  cloth'd  the  man,  the  God, 
In  lucid  robes  of  fpotlefs  white  ; 
Whilft  fplendors  of  primeval  light, 
Loos'd  day's  unbounded  flood. 

2  More  pure  than  Salmon's  fleecy  fnow, 
His  whit'ning  garments  radiant  flow  : 
How  chang'd  his  mortal  form  ! 
Thus  breaks  the  fun  all  glorious  forth, 
And  fev'n  fold  light  revifits  earth, 

As  dies  away  the  ftorm. 

3  Behold  the  man  !  what  beauties  ihine  I 
'Tis  there  the  Father  beams  divine 
With  light,  and  life,  and  grace  : 
Thofe  glories  which  furround  the  God, 
His  mighty  arm  (hall  pour  abroad, 

On  Adam's  naked  race. 

4  Lord,  Jefus  come  !  From  Tabor's  mound, 
Light  the  whole  earth  with  glory  round  : 
Thyfelf,  the  life,  difplay : 

Thefe  bodies  change  to  heav'nly  forms ; 

0  God  !  my  foul,  my  fpirit  warms  : 

1  pant,  to  fee  thy  day. 

HYMN   CXXV1II.     CM.    John  Murray; 
The  Saviour's  Meu*3ge. 
Markt  xvi.  15.  ABi,  i.  8. 

J  TJARK,  'tis  the  Saviour  of  mankind, 
XX  Speaks  to  his  chofen  few  ; 
'  f  is  he  who  leads  the  wand'ring  blind;, 
In  ways  they  could  not  know* 
K2 


102  HYMNS. 

2  'Tis  he  who  fays,  "Go  forth  my  friends. 
Proclaim  my  truth  to  all ; 

Inform  each  foul  my  grace  extends 
As  wide  as  Adam's  fall. 

3  Tell  finners  of  the  deepeft  dye, 
That  they  might  life  obtain, 

I  chofe  the  curled  death  to  die, 
And  tafte  infernal  pain  ! 

4  What  though  my  ranfom'd  may  refufe, 
The  mefTage  to  receive ; 

And  you  the  mefiengers  abufe, 
Yet  ftill  I  came  to  fave. 

5  Yea,  fhould  the  tempter  Mill  prevail, 
To  blind  my  people's  eyes; 

In  my  great  day  I'll  rend  the  veil, 
From  all  beneath  the  fkles. 

6  Then  ev'ry  eye  fhall  fee  the  grace. 
You  now  in  faith  declare  ; 

And  I  myfelf  from  ev'ry  face, 
Will  wipe  offev'ry  tear." 

7  Lord  we  believe  thy  facred  word, 
And  wait  the  glorious  day, 
When  ev'ry  foul  by  grace  reftor'd, 
Shall  walk  in  wifdom's  way. 

HYMN  CXX1X.     S.  M.    Wesley's  CoH. 

Praife. 
Pfa.  lxviij.  4.     ciii.  1,4, 

1     A  WAKE  and  fmg  the  fong 
-tA.  Of  Mofes  and  the  Lamb ; 
Wake  ev'ry  heart  and  ev'ry  tongue. 
To  praife  the  Saviour's  name. 


H    Y    M    N    S.  ioj 


2  Sing  of  his  dying  love, 
Sing  of  his  rifing  pow'r, 

Sing  how  he  intercedes  above, 
For  thofe  whofe  fins  he  bore. 

3  Sing  'till  we  feel  our  hearts 
Afcending  with  our  tongues, 
Sing  'till  the  love  of  fin  departs, 
And  grace  infpires  our  fongs. 

4  Sing  on  your  heav'nly  way, 
Ye  ranfom'd  finners  ling  ; 
Sing  on,  rejoicing  ev'ry  day. 
In  Chrift  th'  eternal  King. 

5  Soon  (hall  ye  hear  him  fay, 
"Ye  blefTed  children  come  ;" 
Soon  will  he  call  you  hence  away5 
And  take  his  wand'rershome. 


The    Humiliation    of    the    Glorified 
with  Glory  before  the  World  began. 

HYMN  CXXX.  C.  M.     Doddridge. 

The  Infinity  of  ChrilVs  Condcfcenfion. 

PJa.  cxiii.  5,  6.     Epbes.  iv.  io» 

1  Q  AVIOUR  of  men,  and  Lord  of  Iove> 
l3  How  fweet  thy  gracious  name  ! 
With  joy  that  errand  we  review, 

On  which  thy  mercy  came. 

2  While  all  thy  own  angelic  bands 
Stood  waiting  on  the  wing, 
Charm'd  with  the  honour  to  obey 
Their  great  eternal  King. 


ro4  HYMNS. 

3  For  us  mean,  wretched,  finful  men> 
Thou  laid'ft  that  glory  by  ; 

Firft  in  our  mortal  flefti  to  ferve, 
Then  in  that  flefh  to  die. 

4  Bought  with  thy  fervice  and  thy  blood, 
We  doubly,  Lord,  are  thine  ; 

To  thee  our  lives  we  would  devote, 
To  thee  our  death  refign. 

H;YMN  CXXXI.     CM.    James  Relly. 

The  Rich  made  Poor  for  our  Sake*. 

2  C$r.  viii.  q.     Matt.  viii.  2C 

1  TESUS,  how  glorious  is  thy  grace  ! 
J    How  excellent  thy  name  ! 
Unclouded  heaven's  in  thy  face, 
Thou  venerable  Lamb. 

2  Tho'  thou  waft  rich  in  angel's  fongs, 
Thou  willingly  waft  born 

To  feel  the  rage  of  mortal  tongues, 
Their  ridicule  and  fcorn. 

3  Tho'  thou  waft  rich  in  pow'r  fupreme, 
Yet  didft  thou  condefcend, 

From  worms  of  earth  to  fuffer  fhame, 
And  infults  from  the  fiend. 

4  Tho'  thou  waft  rich  in  righteoufnefs, 
Divinely  pure  within  ; 

Yet  didft  thou  feel  hell's  deep  diftrefs. 
When  made  our  curfe  and  fin. 

5  Tho'  thou  waft  infinitely  high 
And  rich,  yet  didft  thou  take 
The  deepeft  fhame  ami  poverty 
And  for  the  finner's  fake : 


HYMNS.  105 

6  That,  thro'  thy  poverty  and  lofs, 
We  might  be  rjch  and  bleft  ; 
And,  by  the  labours  of  thy  crofs, 
Might  gain  eternal  reft. 

7  Inrich'd  by  all  thy  lofs  and  fmarf, 
Thy  heav'n's  on  man  beftow'd  ; 
Witnefs'd  when  from  thy  bleeding  heart 
The  blood  and  water  flow'd. 

8  Our  deareft  Lord,  weblefs  thy  grace, 
Thy  wond'rous  love  admire  j 

To  fee  the  beauties  of  thy  face, 
May  all  the  world  defire. 

9  Live  Jefus,  live  for  evermore, 
Whilft  all  the  fons  of  God 
Thy  glorious  perfon  fhall  adore, 
And  blefs  thy  grace  and  blood. 

HYMN  CXXXII.  L.M.  Beddome, 

Jefus    Weeps  for  Man. 
Luke,  xi.  35.  *  JJeb.  v.  7. 

1  OO  fair  a  face  bedew'd  wi:h  tears  I 
j^  What  beauty  e'en  in  grief  appears  ? 
He  wept,  he  bled,  he  died  for  you  ; 
What  more,  ye  faints,  could  Jefus  do  ? 

2  Enthron'd  above  with  equal  glow 
His  warm  affe&ions  downward  flow  5 
In  our  diftrefs  he  bears  a  part, 

And  feels  a  fympathetic  fmart. 

3  Still  his  companions  are  the  fame, 
He  knows  the  frailty  of  our  frame  ; 
Our  heavieft  burdens  he  fuftains, 
Shares  in  our  forrows,  and  our  pains. 


io6  HYMN    1?. 

HYMN  CXXXIIL     C.  M.     James  Relly, 

The  Humiliation  of  Mefliah. 
Ija.  liii.  3.    A&t>  viii.  33.     Pfa.  xxii.  I. 

1  TESUS,  thy  beauties  I  explore  ! 
J    Who  am  a  helplefs  worm  j 
Adoring  now  and  evermore 
Thy  crucified  form. 

2  When  on  thy  crofs,  my  deareft  Lord, 
What  lovedidft  thou  difplay  ! 
Eternal  annals  mall  record 

The  great  uncommon  day. 

3  Down  low,  beneath  the  wrath  of  heav'n, 
Thy  troubled  foul  did  bow  ; 
Humiliation  deeply  grav'n 

Upon  thy  bleeding  brow. 

4  My  God  !  my  God  !  was  then  the  cry, 
Why  haft  thou  meforfook  ? 
Nature,  replying  with  a  iigh, 

In  ftrong  convulfions  fhook. 

5  More  marr'd  than  any  man's  thy  face, 
Thy  judgement's  took  away  ; 

Nor  men,  nor  angels  then  could  trace 
Thy  myftery,  thy  day. 

6  Tho'  Satan  once  did  us  enflave,    * 
Now  thou  haft  bruis'd  his  head  ; 
And  in  thyfeif  didft  fully  fave 
Thy  lov'd,  thy  rojal  feed. 

.7  Hence  everlafting  praife  belongs 
To  thee  our  God  and  King  : 
Do  thou  but  influence  our  fongs, 
And  we  will  ever  fing. 


HYMNS.  107 

HYMN  CXXXIV*     L.  M.     James  Relly. 

The  Abafement  of  the  Exalted. 
Luke,  xxii.  27.     PbUip,  ii.  S. 

1  T^VEAR  Lamb  !  thy  humbled  ftate  we  fing, 

\j  Thy  name,  thy  wounds  and  blood  we  praife  ; 
We  own  thee,  infant  God,  our  King, 
And  to  thy  throne  our  hearts  we  raife. 

2  Humbled  in  poverty  and  pain, 
Temptation  fore,  contempt  and  fcorn, 
The  curfe  of  earth  for  to  fuftain, 
Was  the  eternal  Father  born. 

3  Empiy'd  of  all,  for  tortYing  fmart, 
His  honour  and  his  judgment  loft  : 
Deep,  unknown  forrows  fill'd  his  heart, 
His  foul  with  fierce  temptations  toft. 

4  By  this,  the  everlafting  grace, 
Andboundlefs  love  of  God  appears; 
By  this  we  fee  the  Father's  face, 
Where  loft  are  all  our  fins  and  fears. 

HYMN  CXXXV.     S.  M.    Peacock, 

The  Eternal  ftoops  to  Earth. 
Pfa.  cii.  19,  »o,  16,  15. 

i  "\T  THAT,  grace  and  love  divine, 
VV     Did  Jefus'manifeft! 
Oh  !  may  the  pure  celeftial  flame 
Infpire  his  folPwers  bread  ! 

2  Tho'  in  the  form  of  God, 
With  glory  bright  array'd  : 
That  glory,  which  he  wore  above, 
For  us  aficje  he  laid. 


108  HYMNS, 

3  Himfelf  he  humbled  low, 
And  took  our  mortal  frame  : 

The  Prince  of  heav'n,  the  Lord  of  life, 
A  fervant  once  became. 

4  Obedient  unto  deach, 

Lo  '  he  the  crofs  fuftains ! 

To  free  us  from  almighty  wrath, 

And  everlafting  pains. 

5  Now,  on  his  Father's  throne 
He  reigns  exalted  high  ; 

With  rays  of  heav'nly  fplendour  crown'd, 
And  awful  majefty. 

6  At  Jems'  glorious  name, 
Let  ev'ry  creature  bow, 

Ye,  that  on  high,  his  praife  proclaim : 
And  we  on  earth  below. 

7  Let  ev'ry  tongue  confefs 
Chrift  the  adored  Lord  ; 

And  join  to  fing  his  wondrou9  grace 
Ye  faints  with  fweet  accord. 

8  This  glory  well  he  claims, 
Of  God  his  Father  giv'n  ; 

To  be  extolPd  in  higher*  (trains, 
By  all  in  earth  and  Heav'n. 

HYMN  CXXXVI.     L.  M.     Watt\s. 

Chrifts'  Humiliation  and  Exaltation. 

Rev.  \,  18.     Phtlip,  ii.  9,  10. 

jt  'W  7"H  AT  equal  honours  (hall  we  bring, 
VV     To  thee>  O  Lord  our  God,  the  Lamb, 
When  all  the  notes  that  angels  fing, 
Are  far  inferiour  to  thy  name  ? 


HYMNS.  109 

2  Worthy  is  he  that  once  was  flain, 

The  Prince  of  life  that  groan'd  and  died, 
Worthy  to  rife,  and  live  and  reign 
At  his  Almighty  Father's  fide. 

3  Pow'rand  dominion  are  his  due, 
Who  flood  condemn'd  at  Pilate's  bar, 
Wifdom  belongs  to  Jefus  too, 

Tho'  he  was  charg'd  with  madnefs  there, 

4  All  riches  are  his  native  right, 
Yet  he  fuftain'd  amazing  lofs ; 
To  him  afcri be  eternal  might, 
Who  left  his  weaknefs  en  the  crofs* 

5  Honour  immortal  muft  be  paid, 
Inftead  of  fcandaland  of  fcorn  5 
While  glories  mine  around  his  head, 
And  a  bright  crown  without  a  thorn, 

6  Bleffings  forever  on  the  Lamb, 

Who  bare  the  curfe  for  wretched  men  : 
Let  angels  found  his  facredname, 
And  ev'ry  creature  fay,  Amen. 

HYMNCXXXVII.     P.M.    D.Turner, 

Praife. 

PJa.  lxxxix.  1,2,3,4. 

I  "     TOLY  wonder,  heav'nly  grace, 
1    I    Come  infpire  our  humble  lays, 
Whiie  the  Saviour's  love  we  fing, 
Whence  our  hopes  and  comforts  fpring* 

a  Man,  involv'd  in  guilt  and  woe, 
Touch'd  his  tender  bofom  fo, 
That,  when  juftice  death  demands, 
Forth  the  great  deliv'rer  ftands  j 
L 


no  II    Y    M    N    S. 

3  Cries  to  God,  "  Thy  mercy  mew, 
Lo  !  I  come  thy  will  to  do; 

I  the  facrifiee  will  be, 

Death  (hall  plunge  his  dart  in  me." 

4  Tho'  the  form  of  God  he  bore, 
Great  in  glory,  great  in  pow'r, 
See  him  in  our  flefh  array'd, 
Lower  than  his  Angels  made. 

5  He  that  Heav'n  itfelf  poffefs'd, 
Now  an  infant  at  the  breaft  ! 
Angels  from  the  world  above, 

See  and  fing  th'  amazing  love  ! 

6  Thro'  the  ihining  hours  of  day, 
Toil  and  danger  mark  his  way  ; 
Lonely  mounts,  and  chilling  air, 
Witnefs  oft  his  midnight  prayer, 

7  Now  the  heav'nly  lover  dies  ! 
Darknefs  veils  the  mid  day  flcies  ! 
Angels  round  the  bloody  tree, 
Throng  and  gaze  in  ecftacy  ! 

8  PowV  unfeen  earth's  bofom  heaves, 
Rocks  and  tombs  afunder  cleave  ; 
While  the  temple's  rending  veil 
Tells  the  prieft  the  awful  cale. 

9  But,  the  third  day's  dawning  come, 
Lo  !  the  Saviour  leaves  the  tomb  ! 
Reafcends  his  native  fky, 

Where  he  lives  no  more  to  die. 

10  On  his  crofs  he  builds  his  throne, 
Whence  he  makes  his  glories  known, 
Sends  his  f pi ri t  down  to  give 
Dying  finners,  grace  to  live. 


HYMNS.  in 

The  Sufferings,  Agony,  and  Bloody 
Sweat,  of  the  Man  of  Grief  :  The 
Word  made  Flesh. 

HYMN  CXXXVIII.  L.  M.  Watt's  Pfa.  69. 
Chrift's  Paflidn,  and  the  Sinner's  Salvation. 
Pfa.  Ixix.  4,  7,  8,  9,  34,  35. 

i  *T"*VEEP  in  our  hearts  let  us  record 
\_J  The  deeper  forrows  of  our  Lord  ; 
Behold  the  rifing  billows  roll, 
To  overwhelm  his  holy  foul. 

2  In  long  complaints  he  fpends  his  breath, 
While  hods  of  hell  and  pow'rs  of  death, 
And  all  the  fons  of  malice  join, 

To  execute  their  curft  deiign. 

3  Yet,  gracious  God,  thy  pow'r  and  love 
Has  made  the  curfe  a  blefling  prove  ; 
Thcfe  dreadful  fuff'rings  of  thy  Son, 
Aton'd  for  fins  which  he  had?  done, 

4  The  pangs  cf  our  expiring  Lord 
The 'honours  of  thy  law  'Yeftor'd  : 
His  forrows  made  thy  juftice  known, 
And  paid  for  follies  not  his  own. 

5  O  for  his  fake  our  guilt  forgive, 
And  let  the  mourning  finner  live  i 
The  Lord  will  hear  us  in  his  name, 
Nor  fhalfeour  hope  be  turn'd  to  fhame. 

HYMN  CXXXIX.    L.  M.    John  Relit. 

The  Sufferings  ot  Alpha  and  Omega. 
Lam.  i.  12,  13.  iii.  14,  15.  iv.  20, 

2  C^S  LAMB,  my  Lord,  my  God,  my  King, 
V-/  I  could  for  ever  fpeak  of  thee  I 


J 12  HYMNS. 

Thy  fufFrings,  and  thy  conquefts  ling, 
O  !  the  dear  Lamb  who  died  for  me. 

i  What  fufFrings  didft  net  thou  Tuftsin  ! 
From  chains  and  bonds  my  foul  to  free  ; 
What  horrours,  grief  and  unknown  pain  I 
O  !  the  dear  Lamb,  who  felt  for  me. 

3  At  fupper  with  thy  family, 

The  pains  of  wrath  caught  hold  on  thee  ; 
Then  the  important  hour  drew  nigh, 
That  my  dear  Lamb  fhould  die  for  me. 

4  When  to  the  garden  he  withdrew. 
How  fore  amaz'd  and  griev'd  was  he, 
Beyond  what  mortals  ever  knew  j 

O  1  that  dear  Lamb  who  griev'd  for  me. 

5  Proftrate  himfelf  he  humbly  lays  ; 
Great  ruddy  drops  of  fwcat  I  fee 

Fall  from  him,  w  hi  111:  he  weeps  and  prays.- 
O  !  that  dear  Lamb  who  pray'd  for  me. 

6  They  buffeted  my  Lord  and  God  ; 
Yea,  on  thy  cheek,  O  Chrift,  fmote  thee,, 
The  Judge  of  Ifr'el,  with  a  rod  ; 

O  !  that  dear  Lamb,  thus  fmote  for  me. 

7  Rcvil'd,  and  fcourg'd,  fpit  on,  abus'd, 
Condemned  to  the  fatal  tree, 

Of  all  that's  vile  and  bafe,  accus'dj 
O  I  that  dear  Lamb,  accus'd  for  me. 

8  The  crofs  they  on  his  (houldew  lay ; 
To  bear  the  fame  the  Lamb  was  free, 
Until,  opprefs'd,  he  faints  away  ; 

O  the  dear  Lamb,  who  faints  for  me. 


H    Y    M    N    S.  irj 

9  They  nail'd  him  to  the  tort'ring  wood  ; 
His  pierced  hands  and  feet  I  fee ; 
From  ev'ry  wound  fre(h  ftreams  of  blood  ; 
O  !  the  dear  Lamb,  who  bled  for  me. 

io  They  lift  him  high  upon  the  crofs, 
Naked  in  blood,  that  all  might  fee ; 
Whilft  Angels  gaze,  and  bow,  and  blufh  ; 
O  that  dear  Lamb,  accurft  for  me. 

HYMN  CXL.     P.  M.    James  Relly. 
The  Captain  of  Salvation  made  Perfect  in  Sufferings* 

Heb.  ii.  10.     Job.  xvi.  9,  10,  15,  16,  17. 

i  TT  AIL,  Jefus,  perfeft  God  and  Man 
JLx  Sole  autnoF  °£  Salvation's  plan  j 
Thou  felt'ft  our  mifery  : 
Perfect,  thro'  fuff'rings  thou  waft  made, 
The  members,  perfect  as  their  head, 
With  joy  falvation  cry,  e 

2  Obedient  to  thy  blood  and  death, 
Obedient  to  th'  infpiring  breath, 
Are  all  our  inward  pow'rs  : 

Thy  body  we,  in  thee  belov'd, 
Thy  forrows  hath  our  joy  improv'd, 
Eternal  life  is  ours. 

3  Barr'd  is  the  way  to  happinefs  ; 

The  mind  kept  back  from  perfect  peace, 
Until  the  Saviour's  known  : 
Known  as  a  man,  yet  God  with  us, 
Who  bare  our  mis'ries  on  the  crofs> 
And  made  them  all  his  own. 

4  Hence  on  the  pinions  of  thy  love  '3 
I  foar  from  earth  to  dwell  above, 
Where  thou  haft  led  the  way  3 

L2 


Ji4  H    Y    M    N    3. 

Whilft  heights  of  blifs  my  foul  furprize. 
Thy  wounded  form  (till  bids  me  rife 
To  brighter,  brighter  day. 

5  I  welcome  ev'ry  ftate  with  thee, 
Since  thou  wilt  my  companion  be, 
Thro'  all  this  field  of  blood  : 
Thy  life  preferves  my  heaven  fure, 
Thou  (halt  be  now  and  evermore, 
Aly  Jefus,  and  my  God. 

H  Y  M  N  CXLI.    C.  M.    Watt 

The  Pafiion  and  Exaltation. 
Zcck.  xiii.  7,  6.     John,   x.  17,  18. 

I   r^pHUS  faith  the  Ruler  of  the  fkies, 
L     Awake  my  dreadful  fword  ; 
Awake  my  wrath,  and  fmite  the  man, 
My  fellow,  faith  the  Lord. 

1  Vengeance  receiv'd  the  dread  command,. 
And  armed,  down  flie  flies  : 
Jefus  fubm its  t'  his  Father's  hand, 
And  bows  his  head  and  dies. 

3  But  O  the  wifdom  and  the  grace 
That  join  with  vengeance  now  f 
He  dies  to  fave  our  guilty  race, 
And  yet  he  rifes  too. 

4  A  perfon  fo  divine  was  he, 
Who  yielded  to  be  flain, 

That  he  could  give  his  foul  away, 
And  take  his  life  again. 


'c 


5  Live,  glorious  Lord,  and  reign  on  high. 
Let  ev'ry  nation  fing  ; 
And  Angels  found,  with  endlefs  joy, 
The  Saviour  and  the  King. 


HYMNS.  ir$ 

HYMN  CXLII.    L.  M.    James  Relly. 
The  Agony  and  Bloody  Sweat. 
r.B^xxii.41,42,  4},  44. 
HY  conflicts,  Chrift,  in  agony, 


'T 


When  ftrengthen'd  by  a  kind  fupport, 
Shews  how  our  pond'rous  load  did  lie 
With  anguilh  on  thy  very  heart. 

2  Trembling  beneath  our  curfe  and  woe, 
With  groans  in  moft  exceflive  pain, 
Thy  bloody  fweat,  like  rivers  flow, 
Collected  from  descending  rain. 

3  Now  fee  him  deftin'd  to  the  crofs, 
With  dreadful  horrour  fore  opprefs'd, 
There  fin  fuftain'd  its  endlefs  lofs, 
And  all  tranfgrefiion  there  hath  ceas'd. 

4  High  as  an  enfign  there  he  hangs 

In  blood,  by  Heav'n  and  earth  forfook  ; 
All  nature  groan'd  in  dreadful  pangs, 
And  earth's  foundations  rudely  fhook. 

5  His  life  expiring  with  a  groan, 
His  foul  ftarts  from  his  body  torn; 
The  bride  came  to  her  native  home, 
From  all  his  wounds  renew'd  and  born; 

6  *Tis  finiuYd  !  loud  the  echo  founds, 
Our  ranfom  price  is  fully  paid  -, 

The  Father's  pleas'd  to  fee  thofe  wounds^ 
Where  fin  is  ilain,  and  vengeance  ftaid. 

7  Hislifelefs  body  drain'd  of  blood, 
Then  was  fulfil'd  the  faithful  word, 
Spoken  of  old  by  men  of  God  ; 
How  nature  fpoil'd  fhould  be  refbr'di 


n6  HYMNS. 

8  'T'was  done  when  radiant  he  arofe 
Triumphant  over  death  and  hell  j 
Then  in  him  rofethe  darling  fpcufe* 
With  him  in  all  his  blifs  to  dwell. 

9  God's  royal  clothing  now  are  we, 

And  he  hath  mark'd  us  with  his  name,. 
Together  with  the  Son  made  free, 
Forever  perfect  without  blame  ; 

*o  One  life,  one  joy,  with  him  we  have  : 
Whilft  in  this  world's  bewilder'd  mazer 
We  nothing  more  defire  or  crave, 
Inceffantly  we  Jefus  praife  ! 

HYMN  CXLKI.     L.  M.     Watts. 

The  Sufferings  and  Glory  of  the  Lamb. 
Pfa.  xxji.  J4,  15.     cix.  24,  25.     J/a.  liii.  JU 

1  VfOW  for  a  tune  of  lofty  praife 
J^l    To  great  Jehovah's  equal  Son  ! 
Awake  my  voice  in  heav'nly  lays, 
Tell  the  loud  wonders  he  hath  done. 

2  Sing,  how  he  left  the  worlds  of  light, 
And  the  bright  robes  he  wore  above  j 
How  fwift  and  joyful  was  his  flight 
On  wings  of  everlafting  love; 

3  Down  to  this  bafe,  this  finful  earth, 
He  came  to  raife  our  nature  high ; 
He  came  t'  atone  Almighty  wrath, 
Jefus  the  Qod  was  born  to  die. 

4  Hell  and  its  lions  roarM  around, 

His  precious  blood  the  monfters  fpilt ; 
While  weighty  forrows  prefs'd  him  down. 
Large  xs  the  loads  of  all  our  guilt. 


HYMNS.  117 

5  Deep  in  the  fhades  of  gloomy  death 
Th'  Almighty  captive  pris'ner  lay  ; 
Th'  Almighty  captive  left  the  earth, 
And  rofe  to  everlafting  day. 

6  Lift  up  your  eyes,  ye  fons  of  light, 
Up  to  his  throne  of  fhining  grace  ; 
See  what  immortal  glories  fit, 
Round  the  fweet  beauties  of  his  face. 

7  Amongft  a  thoufand  harps  and  fongs 
Jefus  the  God  exalted  reigns  ; 

His  facred  name  fills  all  their  tongues, 
And  echoes  through  the  heav'n'ly  plains  ! 


j 


HYMN  CXLIV.    P.  M.    Original 
Je/us,  in  the  Garden  of  Gethfemane. 

Malt.  xxvi.  36—45.     Luke,  xxli.  43. 

ESUS,  bow'd  down  by  mighty  woe, 
Unfelt,  unknown,  to  all  below5 
Except  the  Son  of  God  ; 
In  agoniftic  pangs  of  foul, 
Drinks  deep  from  wormwood's  bitt'reft  bowl* 
And  fweats  great  drops  of  blood. 

See,  his  difciples  flumb'ring  round  ; 
Nor  pitying  friend  on  earth  is  found  j 
He  treads  the  prefs  alone  : 
In  vain  to  Heav'n  he  turns  his  eyes  ; 
No  pardon  waits  him  from  the  Ikies  3 
His  death  it  muft  atone. 

"  O  Father  hear  !  this  cup  remove- 
Save  thou  the  darling  of  thy  love, 
(The  proftrate  victim  faid) 
Yet  not  my  will,  but  thine  be  done, 
Should  that  extend,  to  count  thy  So% 
Amid  the  fleeping  dead*" 


n8  H    Y    M    N    S. 

4  His  earned  prayers,  his  deep'ning  groans, 
Were  heard  before  angelic  thrones  : 
Amazement  wrapt  the  fky. 

Cl  Go  ftrengthen  Chrift,"  Jehovah  faici  ; 
Th*  aftoniftvd  Seraph  bow'd  his  head, 
And  left  the  realms  on  high. 

5  Made  ftrong  in  ftrength  renew'd  from  heav'n, 
Jefus  receives  the  cup  as  giv'n  ; 

Submifs,  refign'd  in  all, 
He  drinks  j— nor  leaves  a  dreg  behind  5 
And  bears  away  from  human  kind, 
The  wormwood  mix'd  with  gall. 

HYMN   CXLV.     L.  M.     John  Rel*y, 
The  Wounded  for  our  Tranfgrefiions. 
I/a.  liii.  5.     Mic*  v.  i.     Pfj.  Jxlx.  20. 

1  "l\  /fY  fong  (hall  be  of  him  who  died 
JLv  JL  Upon  the  mount  of  Calvary  ; 
His  name,  his  blood,  and  nought  befide 
Shall  be  my  theme  eternally. 

2  I  view  him  in  his  infant  form, 
Poor,  helplefs,  in  a  manger  laid  ;   . 
To  refcue  me,  a  worthlefs  worm, 
Th'  eternal  Word  my  fleih  was  made, 

3  At  eight  days  old  the  Saviour  bled  ; 
To  purge  our  filth  his  blood  was  fpi'Jt  j 
Thus  all  (he  members,  in  the  head, 
Were  cleans'd  from  their  parental  guilt; 

4  A  man  of  forrows  was  my  Lord, 
Tempted  like  mc  in  ev'ry  point  ; 
That  he  true  fuccour  might  afford 

To  tempted  fouls,  who  elfe  would  faint. 


HYMNS.  119 

5  Defpis'd  and  friendlefs  was  the  Lamb, 
Abafed  to  a  low  degree, 

JRefus'd  by  all  with  fcorn  and  fhame, 
That  he  our  faithful  friend  might  be. 

6  Mark  how  he  loves  his  blood  bought  friends  I 
When  in  his  greateft  agony 

He  pleads  for  them,  he  them  defends, 
They're  as  the  apple  of  his  eye. 

7  For  when  the  multitude  came  on 
To  drag  him  to  the  painful  tree  ; 
Whom  feek  ye  ?  (fays  the  holy  one) 
If  me  you  feek,  the  children  free. 

8  When  thus  accepted,  in  our  ftead, 
Juftice  the  (inner  did  releafe  ; 

And  for  the  members  fmote  the  head, 
Chaftis'd  him  for  our  breach  of  peace, 

HYMN  CXLVI.     L.  M.    Whitfield's  OIL 

Praife. 
Exod.xv.  1    2.     1  Cbron.xx'ix  if. 

j  TTTORTHY  is  Chrift,  our  Pafchal  Lamb, 
VV    Whobow'd  his  head,  and  bore  ourihamc. 
On  God's  eternal  throne  to  reign  : 
For  he  for  us,  for  us,  was  fiain. 

2  For  ev'ry  people,  land,  and  tongue, 
He  calls  his  royal  conqu'ring  throng  ; 
Let  all  thy  hofts,  thy  grace  confefs, 
And  call  thee,  Lord  our  Righteoufnefs, 

3  We  praife  thee,  thou  whofe  fpirit  refts 
On  us  thy  Kings,  on  us  thy  Priefts  : 
Redeem'd  to  banquet  with  our  God, 
And  bought,  and  ranfom'd  by  his  blood. 


120  HYMNS. 

4  Let  ev'ry  fpirit  now  with  thee, 
And  all  on  earth  and  all  on  fea, 

Thy  wifdom  blefs,  and  fill  thy  throne, 
With  worfhip  due  to  thee  alone. 

5  Be  pow'r  and  riches  ever  thine  f 
And  ftrength  and  majefty  divine  ! 
By  ev'ry  creatine  reign  ador'd, 
The  only,  everlafting  Lord. 


The  Death  of  Jesus,  who  Died  for  All  ; 

Who  tailed  Death  for  Every  Man. 

HYMN  CXLVII.     S.  M.     Peacock, 

The  Lamb  of  God  who  Eeareth  away  Sin. 

Matt,  xxvii.  35.     a  Pet.  iii.  18.     Rem.  v.  15,  16. 

3  TT  7" HEN  all  mankind  corrupt, 
V  V     Did  from  their  Maker  ftray, 
Purfuing  each  the  fatal  road, 
That  to  deftruction  lay. 

H  With  pity  mod  divine, 

From  his  bright  throne  above  ; 
Did  Jefus  gracioufly  defcend, 
Borne  on  the  wings  of  love. 

3  Involv'd  in  guilt  he  found 
The  whole  apoftate  race  ; 

Where  (in  and  guilt  did  mod  abound, 
Still  more  abounds  his  grace. 

4  While  heirs  of  wrath  we  flood,  r 
To  death  and  hell  a  prey  ; 

To  ranfom  finners  with  his  blood, 
He  gave  his  life  away. 


HYMNS.  izr 

HYMN  CXLVIII.    P.  M.    John  Relly. 

Chrift,  and  him  Crucified. 
Mark,  xv.  24,  25.     1  Cor.  ii.  2. 

1  TESUS,  and  him  crucify'd, 
J    Is  mine,  I  want  no  more  ; 
In  his  wounds  I'm  deep  inlaid  ; 
My  name  there  ftandeth  fure  j 

I  am  his,  and  he  is  mine  ; 

My  root  is  in  the  promis'd  land  ; 

I'm  a  branch  of  the  true  vine, 

The  plant  of  God's  right  hand.  0- 

2  In  the  Lamb,  my  fallow  ground 
Was  plough'd  with  painful  toil, 
That  which  did  with  thorns  abound 
Is  now  a  nobler  foil  : 

Chrift's  the  foil  that's  rich  and  good  ; 
In  him  thelov'd  plantation  grows  •> 
Water'd  by  his  heav'nly  blood, 
Its  merit  always  flows. 

HYMNCXLIX.    L,  M.     Watts. 

Salvation,  in  Jefus,  on  the  Crofs. 
2  Cor.  v.  14.     John,  iii.  14,  15.     A&st  xiii.  38,  39, 

ERE  at  thy  crofs  my  dying  God, 
I  lay  my  foul  beneath  thy  love, 
meath  the  droppings  of  thy  blood, 
Jefus,  nor  (hall  it  e'er  remove. 

2  Not  all  that  tyrants  think  or  fay, 
With  rage  and  lightning  in  their  eyes, 
Nor  hell  (hall  fright  my  heart  away, 
Should  hell  with  all  its  legions  rife. 

3  Should  worlds  confpire  to  drive  me  thenc^ 
Movelefs  and  firm  this  heart  mould  lie  ; 

M 


122  HYMNS. 

Refolv'd  (for  that's  my  laft  defence) 
If  I  muft  perifh  there  to  die. 

4  But  fpeak,  my  Lord,  and  calm  my  fear  ; 
Am  I  not  fafe  beneath  thy  fhade  ? 

Thy  vengeance  will  not  ftrike  me  here, 
Nor  Satan  dare  my  foul  invade. 

5  Yes,  I'm  fecure  beneath  thy  blood, 
And  all  my  foes  mall  lofe  their  aim  ; 
Hofanna  to  my  dying  God, 

And  my  beft  honours  to  his  name. 

HYMN  CL.   L.M.  Steele. 

The  Death  of  the  Lord  of  Glory. 

Jcbn,  xii.  32.     j48s,  xiii.  27,  28.     Rom.  viii.  33,  34. 

1  QTRETCH'D  on  the  crofs  the  Saviour  dies ; 
1^5  Hark!  his  expiring  groans  arife  ! 

See,  from  his  hands,  his  feet,  his  fide, 
Runs  down  the  facred  crimfon  tide  ! 

2  But  life  attends  the  deathful  found, 
And  flows  from  ev'ry  bleeding  wound  ; 
The  vital  ftream,  how  free  it  flows, 
To  fave  and  clean fe  his  rebel  foes  ! 

3  To  fuffer  in  the  traitor's  place, 
To  die  for  man,  furprifing  grace  ! 
Yet  pafs  rebellious  angels  by — 

O  way  for  man,  dear  Saviour,  why  ? 

4  And  didft  thou  bleed,  for  finners  bleed  ? 
And  could  the  fun  behold  the  deed  ? 
No,  he  withdrew  his  fick'ning  ray, 
And  darknefs  veii'd  the  mourning  day. 

5  Can  I  furvey  this  fcene  of  woe, 
Where  mingling  grief  and  wonder  flow  j 


HYMNS.  12$ 

And  yet  my  heart  unmov'd  remain, 
Infenfible  to  love  or  pain  ? 

6  Come,  deareft  Lord,  thy  pow'r  impart, 
To  warm  this  cold,  this  ftupid  heart ; 
Till  all  its  pow'rs,  and  pafiions  move 
In  melting  grief,  and  ardent  love. 

H  Y  M  N  CLI.     P.  M.    John  Relly. 
Peace,  by  the  Blood  of  the  Crofs. 

Rom.  v.  8,  9.     1  Cor,  i.  31.     iii.ii.     Gal.  vi.  14., 

1  ]l  yTY  dear  Mafter  Jefus  Chrift, 
JL V jL  F°r  peace  to  thee  I  fly  j 
In  the  Saviour,  I  ambleft 

To  all  eternity  : 

Free  from  care,  and  (In,  and  ftrife, 

I  reft  in  my  dear  bridegroom's  love  ! 

Ever  living  in  that  life, . 

Which  Jefus  lives  above. 

2  O  !  the  heights  of  Jefus'  grace, 
Which  I  fo  richly  view, 
Saviour,  in  thy  lov'd  embrace 
Are  bleffings  ever  new  : 
Bleflings  conftant  as  the  day, 

Flow  from  that  wounded  heart  of  thine  % 
All  the  force  of  words  can't  fay 
How  glorious,  how  divine. 

3  Loft  in  wonder,  I  adore 
The  mighty  Prince  of  life  ; 
Him  to  praife  for  evermore. 
Be  now  my  only  ftrife  : 

That  God  might  not  frown  on  me, 
Nor  doom  my  foul  to  banifhment, 
He  upon  the  fhameful  tree, 
To  fuffer  was  content. 


124  HYMN     S. 

4  Patient  he  the  crofs  endur'd 
Did  all  the  ihame  defpife, 
Well  he  knew  and  was  aflur'd, 
This  bloody  facrifice 

Should  his  children  all  complete 
In  fpotlefs  truth  and  purity  ; 
This  the  joy  before  him  kt 
When  he  engag'd  to  die. 

5  Here  my  (in  and  curfe  was  drown'd, 
Redemption  here  obtain'd  ; 

Here  the  peace,  once  loft,  was  found, 
And  life  eternal  gain'd  : 
Dead  upon  the  crofs,  in  him, 
Atonement  for  my  fin  I  fee, 
Weeping  from  each  lifelefs  limb, 
For  enemies,  for  me. 

HYMN  CLII.    L.  M.     S.  Stennett, 

The  Triumphs  of  the  Dying  Saviour. 

I  Cor.  iii.  21,32,  23.     Gal.  ii.  SO. 

i   T\TO  more,  dear  Saviour,  will  I  boaft 
j^lj    Of  beauty,  wealth,  or  loud  applaufe  : 
The  world  hath  all  its  glories  loft, 
Amid  the  triumphs  of  thy  crofs. 

2  In  ev'ry  feature  of  thy  face, 
Beauty  her  faireft  charms  difplays  ; 
Truth,  wifdom,  majefty  and  grace 
Shine  thence  in  fweetly  mingled  rays. 

3  Thy  wealth,  thepow'r  of  thought  tranfeends, 
'Tis  vaft,  immenfe,  and  all  divine  : 

Thy  empire,  Lord,  o'er  worlds  extends ;, 
The  fun,  the  moon,  the  ftars  are  thine. 

4  Yet,  (O  how  marvellous  the  fight  \  ) 
I  fee  thee  on  a  crofs  expire  ; 


HYMNS.  125 

Thy  Godhead  veil'd  in  fable  night  ; 
And  angels  from  the  fcene  retire. 

5  But,  why  from  thefe  fad  fcenes  retreat  ? 
Why  with  your  wings  your  faces  hide  ? 
He  ne'er  appear'd  fo  good,  fo  great, 

As  when  he  bow'd  his  head  and  died. 

6  The  indignation  of  a  God 

On  him  avenging  juftice  hurl'd  : 
Beneath  the  weight  he  firmly  flood, 
And  nobly  fav'd  a  falling  world. 

7  Thefe  triumphs  of  fiupendous  grace 
Surprife,  rejoice,  and  melt  my  heart  |. 
Lord,  at  thy  crofs  I  ftand  and  gaze, 
Nor  would  I  ever  thence  depart ! 

HYMN  CLiri.    L.  M.  Whitfield's  OA 

The  Son  of  Man  lifted  up. 
Luke,  xxiii.  33,  34.     'John,  xi.  5c,  52.     Rom.  viil.  31* 

1  "   J£  dies  !  the  friend  of  finners  dies  ! 

Lo  Salem's  daughters  weep  around  I 
A  folemn  darknefs  veils  the  fkies  ! 
A  fudden  trembling  (hakes  the  ground  ! 
Come,  faints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two, 
For  him  who  groan'd  beneath  your  load!5 
He  fried  a  thoufand  drops  for  you  ! 
A  thoufand  drops  of  richeft  blood  ! 

2  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree^ 
The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  men  1 
But  lo  !  what  fudden  joys  we  fee  ! 
Jefus  the  dead  revives  again  ! 

The  rifmg  God  forfakes  the  tomb  ! 
The  tomb  in  vain  forbids  his  rife  ! 
Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 
And  fhout  him  welcome  to  the  ikies.  I 
M2 


*26  H    Y    M    N    S. 

3  Break  ofFyour  tears,  ye  Saints  f  and  tell 
How  high  our  great  deliv'rer  reigns  ! 
Sing  how  he  fpoij'd  the  hods  of  hell,' 
And  led  the  monfter  death  in  chains  : 
Say,  «  live  for  ever,  wond'rous  Kins;  !" 
Born  to  redeem,  and  ftronp-  to  fave*' 
Then  aficthe  monfter— «  Where's  thy  ftina  ? 
And  where's  thy  via' ry  boafting  grave  ?" 

HYMN  CLIV.     L.  M.     Original. 

The  Sword  bathed  in  Heaven. 
-  Zecb.  xiii.  7,  6.    y,b,h  xix.  16,  17, 18. 

1  "\X7rAKE  thou>  my  fword  !  Jehova-i  faid, 

V  V      I{  woke,  obey'd  the  high  command  ; 
And  bath'd  in  blood  on  Jems'  head, 
Smote  down  the  Man  of  God's  right  hand. 

2  Why  leap'd  the  blade  from  mercy's  (heath  ? 
Why  wrapt  for  Slaughter  gleam'd  the  fword, 
That  kills — and  makes  alive  from  death  ? 
Whatrouz'd  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord  I 

3  Stern  juftice  cjrew  the  weapon  forth  : 
Soft  mercy  aim'd  the  mortal  blow  : 
Then  judgment  paft  on  all  the  earth  : 
Now,  truth  a  feal'd  releafe  can  (how. 

4  All  hail  !  great  plan  of  plans  divine  I 
Firft  counfels  of  the  mighty  God  ! 
Before  all  worlds  this  one  deHgry 
Was  grav'd  on  archives,  writ  in  blood, 

5  Theheav'ns  may  perifh — earth  decay  ; 
Suns  turn  to  night — and  moons  wax  j  aTs  : 
Th'  Almighty  love  of  Calv'ry's  day  j 
The  blood  cf  Chrift  can  never  fail. 


H    Y    M    N    S.  127 

6  What  he  began,  ere  time  begun, 
Eternity  (hall  but  complete ; 
Nor  hell  in  arms  againft  the  Son, 
The  triumphs  of  the  crofs  defeat. 

HYMN  CLV.    C.  M.   S.  Stennett; 

The  Crucifixion  of  Chrift. 
Epbes.  ii.  13, 14,  15,  16.  v.  2,  25,  26,  27. 

i  "W'ONDER— amazing  fight  !— I  fee 
\     Th' incarnate  Son  of  God, 
Expiring  on  the  accurfed  tree, 
And  welt'ring  in  his  blood. 

2  Behold  a  purple  torrent  run 
Down  from  his  bands  and  head  : 
The  crimfon  tide  puts  out  the  fun  % 
His  groans  awake  the  dead. 

3  The  trembling  earth,  the  darken'd  fkys 
Proclaim  the  truth  aloud  I 

And  with  th'  amaz'd  Centurion  cry* 
"This  is  the  Son  of  God." 

4  So  great,  fo  vaft  a  facriflce 
A4ay  well  my  hope  revive  : 

If  God's  own  Son  thus  bleeds  and  die% 
The  (inner  fure  may  live* 

5  O  that  thefe  cords  of  love  divine, 
Might  draw  me,  Lord,  to  thee  ! 
Thou  haft  my  heart,  it  (hall  be  thine— 
Thine  it  (hall  ever  be  ! 

HYMN  CLVI.    L.  M.     John  Relly, 
The  Death,  and  Refurrettion  of  Immanuel. 

John,  xiii.  24.     Gal.  i.  4>  5.     Colo/:,  ii.  13,  14. 

ET  us  our  hearts  and  voices  raife, 
To  found  the  mighty  Saviour's  praife, 


L 


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128  HYMNS. 

And  fing  he  di'd  and  lives  again 
For  us,  the  fallen  fons  of  men. 

a  He  bare  our  curfe,  our  debt  he  paid, 
When  all  our  woes  on  him  were  laid  ; 
Our  midnight  darknefs  chas'd  away, 
And  rais'd  us  to  eternal  day. 

3  'Tis  finiih'd,  faith  the  dying  God, 
For  man,  cry  all  his  wounds  and  blood : 
Salvation  finifh'd  was  for  us, 

In  Jefus,  bleeding  on  the  crofs. 

4  He,  fainting,  felt  death's  rude  divorce, 
To  put  his  teftament  in  force  ; 
Wherein  to  man  he  did  bequeath 
The  labours  of  his  life  and  death. 

5  Quickly  he  breaks  death's  feeble  chain, 
And  to  his  throne  afcends  again  ; 

There  fits  adorn'd  with  wounds  and  blood, 
And  calls  us  wand'rers  home  to  God. 

6  Let  all  the  fons  of  Zion  fing 
Unwearied  praife  to  Chrift  their  King. 
He  is  our  Saviour,  God,  and  we 
Will  found  his  name  eternally. 

HYMN  CL VII.    P.M.    Glas, 

Praife. 
Pfa.  lvii.  9,  io,  1 1.  Pfa.  Ixviii.  lg,  10. 

*  f*)  LORY  unto  Jefus  be, 

VJT  From  the  curfe  he  fet  us  free  j. 
All  our  guilt  on  him  was  laid, 
He  the  ranfom  fully  paid. 

2  All  his  glorious  work  is  done,. 
God's  well  pleafed  in  his  Son  ; 
For  he  rais'd  him  from  the  dead,. 
And  he  reigns  his  church's  head. 


HYMNS.  129 


Hrs  redeem'd  his  praife  fhout  forth, 
Ever  glorying  in  his  worth  ; 
Angels  fing  around  the  throne, 
"Thou  art  worthy  !  Thou  alone  !" 

He  will  foon  return  again, 
And  his  faints  with  him  mall  reign  5 
In  this  hope  they  joyful  fay 
Come  Lord  Jefus— come  away. 


The     Resurrection     of    Christ,    who 
arofe  for  our  Justification. 

HYMN  CLVIII.    P.  M.    Doddridge. 

The  Lord  is  Rifen  indeed. 

Matt.    xii.    40.     xxviii.    5,    6,  j; 

1  XTES/the  Redeemer  rofe ; 

X     The  Saviour  left  the  dead  j 
And  o'er  our  hellifh  foes 
High  rais'd  his  conq'ring  head  ; 

In  wild  difmay 

The  guards  around 

Fall  to  the  ground, 

And  fink  away. 

2  Lo  !  the  angelic  bands 
In  full  affembly  meet, 

To  wait  his  high  commands, 
And  wormip  at  his  feet : 

Joyful  they  come, 

And  wing  their  way 

From  realms  of  day 

To  Jefus'  tomb. 

3  Then  back  to  heav'n  they  fly, 
The  joyful  news  to  bear  : 
Hark  !  as  they  foar  on  high, 
What  mufic  rills  the  air  ! 


130  HYMN    S. 

Their  anthems  fay, 
"  Jefus  who  bled 
Hath  left  the  dead  ; 
He  rofe  to  day." 

4  Ye  mortals,  catch  the  found, 
Redeem'd  by  him  from  hell ; 
And  fend  the  echo  round 

The  globe  on  which  you  dwell  ; 
Tranfported  cry, 
u  Jefus  who  bled 
Hath  left  the  dead 
No  more  to  die.,, 

5  All  hail,  triumphant  Lord, 
Who  fav'd  us  with  thy  blood  J 
Wide  be  thy  name  ador'd, 
Thou  riling,  reigning  God  ! 

With  thee  we  rife,     • 
With  thee  we  reign, 
And  empires  gain 
Beyond  the  ikies. 

HYMN  CLIX.    C.  M.    James  Relly* 

He  that  was  Dead  is  Alive,  and  liveth  forever* 
Luke,  ix.  22.  xxiv.  6,  7.     ABt>  ii.  24. 

1  /^\UR  glorious  Lord  is  ris'n  indeed  ! 
\J  Death,  conquer'd,  loft  its  prize  ; 
The  grave  furrender'd  him  with  fpeed, 
When  he  ailay'd  to  rife. 

2  In  vain  the  foldiers  watch  his  tomb, 
When  heav'nly  forms  appear  ; 
The  Roman  eagle's  overcome, 
The  foldiers  die  with  fear* 

3  An  angel's  form  before  them  ftood  ; 
His  face  like  lightning  fhone  ; 
Commiffion'd  from  the  Father  God5 
To  roll  away  the  ftone. 


HYMNS.  131 

4  Up  rofe  the  Saviour  from  the  dead ! 
Down  all  oppofers  fell : 

Satan  in  chains  of  triumph  led, 
Trampling  on  death  and  hell. 

5  To  banifh  his  difciple's  fears, 
He  prov'd  himfelf  alive, 

By  all  his  wounds  and  bloody  fears  ; 
Then  did  their  hearts  revive. 

6  With  them,  will  we  our  Lord  adore  ; 
For  them,  and  us  he  di'd  : 

He  lives,  heTives,  and  dies  no  more  ! 
Hence  we  are  juftify'd. 

7  Nor  is  our  faith,  nor  preaching  vain  ; 
Nor  in  our  fins  are  we ; 

Since  Chrift,  our  head,  is  ris'n  again  $ 
And,  rifing,  fet  us  free. 

8  Who  (hall  condemn  ?  lo  Jefus  died, 
Yea,  rather  lives  for  us  ; 

He  with  himfelf  hath  crucifi'd 
Our  fins  upon  the  crots. 

9  Hail,  rifen  Saviour  !  thee  we  hail, 
Who,  by  Almighty  pow'r, 
Didft  over  death  and  hell  prevail  j 
We  blefs  the  glorious  hour. 

10  High  on  thy  father  David's  throne, 
Forever  live  and  reign  ;- 
'Till  by  thine  own  right  hand  alone, 
Thy  ev'ry  foe  be  flain. 


jja  H    Y    M    N    S. 

HYMN  CLX      C.  M.     Whitfield's  an. 

Chrift  is  Rifen,  and  Dieth  no  more. 
Mark,  x.  31.  xvi.  6,7.     L*ke,xx\v.  34. 

1  HP  HE  Sun  of  Righteoufnefs  appears, 

JL  To  fet  in  blood  no  more  : 
Adore  the  fcatt'rer  of  your  fears, 
Your  rifing  God  adore. 

2  The  faints,  when  he  refign'd  his  breath, 
Unclos'd  their  ileeping  eyes  : 

He  breaks  again  the  bands  of  death, 
Again  the  dead  arife  ! 

3  Alone  the  dreadful  race  he  ran, 
Alone  the  wine  prefs  trod  : 
He  di'd  and  fuffer'd  as  a  man, 
He  rifes  as  a  God. 

4  In  vain  the  ftone,  the~  watch,  the  feal, 
Forbid  an  early  rife 

To  him  who  breaks  the  gates  of  hell, 
And  opens  paradife. 

HYMN  CLXI.     P.  M.     James  Re  lly. 
Death  hath  no  more  Dominion  over  Jefus. 
A8t,  ".  25»26>  *7»  28,29,  3°>  31*  3*« 

x      A   LL  is  hum,  the  battle's  o'er ! 
XjL  Darknefs  reigns  in  purple  gore  j 
Each  intelligence  intent 
Trembling  waits  the  great  event. 

All  are  in  fufpenfe 

Here  I'll  ftay,  nor  wander  hence, 
'Till  the  day  fpring  from  on  high 
Speaks,  who  gain'd  the  victory. 

2  See  a  gleam  of  light  appears  ! 
Combats  now  my  hope  and  fears  j 
Now  the  heav'nly  glory's  come  ; 
O  !  who  ftarts  from  yonder  tomb; 


s. 


H     Y     M     N     S.  13 

Cover'd  all  with  blocd, 
f  ale  and  wounded  ?   'Tis  my  God  ! 
'  Tis  the  man  who  conq'ring  fell, 
Dying,  vanquiuYd  death  and  heli ! 

3  Heav'nly  laurels  crown  his  head  ! 
Sin,  and  hell,  and  death  are  dead  -} 
The  old  ferpent's  head  is  broke  j 
Heav'n  by  violence  is  took. 

Hai!  !  thou  conq'ring  heart; 
Thou  my  new  creation  art  : 
Hail  !  my  flefh,  and  bone  and  blood  \ 
Hail !  myfelf,  redeemed  to  God. 

4  T  in  him,  and  he  in  me, 
Perfect  one  in  myftery  ; 
With  him,  where,  and  as  he  is, 
Fully  enter'd  into  blifs  : 
There  (hall  I  abide, 

In  my  nature  purify'd  : 

Here  I  enter  perfect  reft  : 

The  Father's  praiie,  his  king  and  prieft. 

HYMN  CLXII.     C.  M.     Watt's, 

Ke  is  Rifen  :  He  is  not  here. 
I  Cor.  xv.  4,  5,  6,  7,  8.     Rom.  i.  4, 

1  TJLEST  morning,  whofe  young  dawning  ray? 
J3  Beheld  our  riling  God  j 

Fhatfaw  him  triumph  o'er  the  duff, 
And  leave  his  raft  abode. 

2  In  the  cold  prifon  of  a  tomb 
The  dear  Redeemer  lay, 

'Till  the  revolving  ikies  had  brought 
The  third,  th'  appointed  day. 

3.  Hell  and  the  grave  unite  their  force 
To  hold  oijr  God  in  vain  -f 
N 


*34  HYMNS, 

The  fleeping  conqueror  arofe, 
And  burft  their  feeble  chain. 

4  To  thy  great  name,  Almighty  Lord, 
Thefe  facred  hours  we  pay, 

And  loud  Hofannas  mall  proclaim 
The  triumph  of  the  day. 

5  Salvation  and  immortal  praife 
To  our  victorious  King  ; 

Let  heav'n,  and  earth,  and  rocks,  and  feas, 
With  glad  Hofannas  ring. 

HYMN  CLXIII.     C.  M.     Howard's  ColL 

The  great  Shepherd  of  the  Sheep  brought  back  from  th* 
Dead. 

Heb.  xiii.  20.     I  Pet.  ii.  25. 

1  A    GAIN  the  Lord  of  life  and  light 
Jtx,  Awakes  the  kindling  ray  ; 
Unfeals  the  eyelids  of  the  morn, 

And  pours  increafing  day. 

2  O  what  a  night  was  that,  which  wrapp'd 
The  heathen  world  in  gloom  ! 

O  what  a  fun  which  broke  this  day, 
Triumphant  from  the  tomb  ! 

3  This  day  be  grateful  homage  paid, 
And  loud  hofannas  fung ; 

Let  gladnefs  dwell  in  ev'ry  heart, 
And  praife  on  ev'ry  tongue. 

4  Ten  thoufand  difPi  ing  lips  fhall  join 
To  hail  this  welcome  morn, 

Which  fcatter'd  blefTings  from  its  wings, 
To  nations  yet  unborn. 


HYMNS.  13S 


5  Jefus,  the  friend  of  human  kind, 
With  ftrong  companion  mov'd, 
Defcended  like  a  pitying  God, 
To  fave  the  fouls  he  lov'd. 


The  pow'rs  of  darknefs  leagu'd  in  vain 
To  bind  hte  foul  in  death  i 
He  ihook  their  kingdom  when  he  fell, 
With  his  expiring  breath. 

7  Not  long  the  toils  of  hell  could  keep 
The  hope  of  Judah's  line  ; 
Corruption  never  could  take  hold 
On  aught  fo  much  divine. 

S  And  now  his  conq'ring  chariot  wheels 
Afcend  the  lofty  fkies  j 
While  broke,  beneath  his  pow'rful  crofs, 
Death's  iron  fceptre  lies. 

9  Exalted  high  at  God's  right  hand, 
And  Lord  of  all  below, 
Thro*  him  is  pard'ning  love  difpens'd, 
And  boundlefs  bleflings  flow. 


10  And  (till  for  erring,  guilty  man, 
A  brother's  pity  flows  ; 
And  frill  his  bleeding  heart  is  touch'd 
With  mem'ry  of  our  woes. 

j  1  To  thee,  my  Saviour,  and  my  King, 
Glad  homage  let  me  give ; 
And  fhnd  prepar'd  like  thee  to  die, 
With  thee  that  I  may  live. 


136  H    Y    M    N     S. 

HYMN    CLXIV.     L.  M.     Peacock, 

jRalfed  again  for  our  Juflifkition. 
Rom.  iv.  25.  v.  10.  vi.  23. 

N  Jefus  who  was  crucify 'd, 


Alone  we  glory  *nd  confide  ; 
Let  ev'ry  tongue  with  joy  confefs, 
The  Lord  our  ftrength  and  rigbteoufncfs. 

2  For  us  redemption  to  obtain, 

The  fpotlefs  Lamb  of  God  was  (lain  ; 
Saints  triumph  in  his  glorious  name, 
Who  by  his  death  our  foes  o'ercau 

j  To  banifli  all  our  griefs  and  fears, 
For  us  the  great  High  Pried  appears  j 
Jefus  that  fuffer'd  in  our  (lead, 
For  ever  lives  our  caufe  to  plead. 


4  Behold,  enthron'd  at  God's  right  hand 
Our  powerful  intercerTor  rtand  ! 

The  Father's  reconciled  face 
Our  joyful  fouls  with  rapture  trace. 

5  Whoe'er  (hall  God's  elcdl  condemn  ? 
Since  Chrift  that  di'd  now  lives  again  j 
Nor  earth,  nor  feel),  can  e'er  remove 
His  faints,  his  fav'rites,  from  his  love. 


H  Y  M  N    CLXV.     P.  M.     Rippon's  Coll. 

The  Refnrreclion  of  the  Lord. 

3Je>£/»,    xk»5i  *6.    I  Cor.   xv.  55,  56,  57. 

1   /CHRIST  the  Lord  is  ris'n  to  day, 
X^J  Sons  of  men  and  angels  fay, 
Raife  your  joys  and  triumphs  high, 
■  ;.r,  ye  Heav'ns,  and  earth  reply. 


HYMNS.  U7 

2  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done, 
Fought  the  fight,  the  battle's  won  : 
Lo !  the  fun's  eclipfe  is  o'er, 

Lo !  he  fets  in  blood  no  more, 

3  Vain  the  (tone,  the  watch,  the  feaJ, 
Chrift  hath  burft  the  gates  ot  hell  : 
Death  in  vain  forbids  his  rife, 
Chrift  hath  open'd  paradife. 

4  Lives  again  our  gLorious  king, 

41  Where,  O  death,  is  now  thy  fting  ?" 
Once  he  di'd  our  fouls  to  fave  ; 
"Where's  thy  vicYry,  boafting  grave  ?" 

5  Soar  we  now  where  Chrift  has  led, 
Following  our  exalted  head : 
Made  like  him,  like  him  we  rife, 
Ours  the  crofs,  the  grave,  the  fkies. 

6  What  tho'  once  we  perifh'd  all, 
Partners  of  our  parents'  fall ; 
Second  life  let  us  receive, 

In  our  heav'nly  Adam  live. 

7  Hail  the  Lord  of  earth  and  heav'n  ! 
Praife  to  thee  by  both  be  giv'n  1 
Thee  we  greet  triumphant  now, 
Hail  !  the  Refurre&ion — Thou. 

HYMN  CLXVI.    L.  M.   Rippon's  GB. 
Chrift's  Refurreclion  a  Pledge  of  Our's. 

l  Cor.   xv.  20,  23,  49,   54. 

i  "W  7"HEN  I  the  holy  grave  furvey, 

V  V     Where  once  my  Saviour  deign'd  to  lie  5 
I  fee  fulfil'd  what  prophets  fay, 
And  all  the  pow'r  of  death  defy. 


13&  H    Y     M     N     S. 

2  This  empty  tomb  fhall  now  proclaim 
How  weak  the  bands  of  conquer'd  death  : 
Sweet  pledge,  that  -J\  who  truft  his  name, 
Shall  rife  and  draw  immortal  breath  ! 

3  Our  furety  freed,  declares  us  fvee^ 
For  whofe  offences  he  was  feiz'd  : 
In  his  releafe,  our  own  we  fee, 
And  fhoutto  view  Jehovah  pleas'd. 

4  Jefus,  once  number'd  with  the  dead, 
Unfeals  his  eyes  to  fleep  no  more  ; 
And  ever  lives,  their  caufe  to  plead, 
For  whom  the  pains  of  death'he  bore. 

5  Thy  rifen  Lord,  my  foul  behold  ; 
See  the  rich  diadem  he  wears  ! 
Thou  too  lhalt  bear  an  harp  of  gold, 
To  crown  thy  joy  when  he  appears. 

6  Tho'  in  the  duft  I  lay  my  head, 

Yet,  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  not  leave 
My  fiefh  forever  with  the  dead, 
Nor  lofe  thy  children  in  the  grave. 

HYMN  CLXVIL    C.  M.     Watt; 

PraVe.      % 
Pfa.  xxx.  4,  5.  xlviii.  1.  Ixvi.  8,  9. 

1  TTTOS  ANN  A  to  the  Prince  of  light, 
J7X  That  cloth'd  himfclf  in  clay  j 
Lnter'd  the  iron  gates  of  death, 

And  tore  the  bars  away. 

2  Death  is  no  more  the  king  of  dread. 
Since  our  Immanuel  rofe  ; 

He  took  the  tyrant's  fting  away, 
And  fooii'd  our  hellifh  foes. 


HYMN     S.  139 

3  See  how  the  conq'ror  mounts  aloft, 
And  to  his  Father  flies, 

With  fears  of  honour  in  his  flefh, 
And  triumph  in  his  eyes. 

4  There  our  exalted  Saviour  reigns, 
And  fcatters  bleflings  down  ; 
Our  Jefus  fills  the  middle  feat 
Of  the  celeftial  throne. 

5  Raife  your  devotion,  mortal  tongues. 
To  reach  his  bleft  abode, 

Sweet  be  the  accents  of  your  fongs 
To  our  incarnate  God. 

6  Bright  angels,  ftrike  your  loudeft  firings^ 
Your  fweeteft  voices  raife  ; 

Let  heav'n,  and  all  created  things, 
Sound  our  Immanuel's  praife. 


The  Ascension  of  the   King  of  Glory, 
leading  Captivity  Captive. 

HYMN  CLXVIII.    L.  M.    Episcopal  Pfal 
The  AfceiAon  of  Chrift  unto  Glory. 

PJa.  xlviii.  1,  c.  Ixviii.  18. 

1  f^\  OD  is  gone  up,  our  Lord  and  king, 
\J  With  fhouts  of  joy  and  trumpet's  found  5 
lo him  repeated  praifes  fing, 

And  let  the  cheerful  fong  go  round. 

2  Yourutmoftfkill  in  praife  be  fhown 
For  him,  who  all  the  world  commands, 
Who  fits  upon  his  righteous  throne, 
And  fpreads  his  loye  to  diftant  lands  ! 


HO  HYMNS. 

3  Our  chiefs  and  tribes  that  far  from  hence 
T'adore  this  God  of  Abraham  came, 
Found  him  their  conftant  fure  defence, 
How  great  and  glorious  is  his  name  J 

4.  His  chariots  numberlefs,  his  pow'rs 
Are  heav'nly  holts  that  wait  his  will  ; 
His  prefence  now  fills  Sion's  tow'rs, 
As  once  it  honour'd  Sinai's  hill. 

5  Afcending  high  in  triumph  thou 
Haft  gifts  re«eiv'd  for  finful  men, 
And  captive  led  captivity, 

That  God  may  dwell  on  earth  again, 

6  Ev'n  rebels  (hall  partake  thy  grace, 
And  humble  profelytes  repair 
To  worfhip  at  thy  dwelling  place, 
And  all  the  world  pay  homage  there. 

7  For  benefits  each  day  beftow'd, 
Be  daily  his  great  name  ador'd  ; 
Who  is  our  Saviour  and  our  God, 
Of  life  and  death  the  fov'reign  Lord. 

HYMN  CLXIX.     P.  M.     James  Relly. 

He  that  came  down  hath  Afcended. 
EpbeJ.  nr.  8,9,  10,  11,  12,  13. 

j  •CHRIST,  our  Head's  gone  up  on  higK 
\^A  And  we  his  body  are  j 
All  our  forrows  we'll  lay  by, 
And  each  diftradting  care  : 
Tho'  we  Satan's  darts  may  feel  -t 
Yet  he  can  never  ftrike  us  dead  : 
He  may  bruife  us  on  the  heel, 
But  cannot  reach  our  Head, 


HYMN    S.  141 

H  YMN  CLXX.     L.  M.     Wesley's  CqIL 
The  Heavens  receive  the  Body  of  Jefus. 

A&s,  i.  9.   iii.  21.     1  Pet.  iii.  22. 

1  /^\UR  Lord  is  rifen  from  the  dead, 
Y_^  Our  Jefus  is  gone  up  on  high  j 
1  ne  powers  of  hell  are  captive  led, 
Dragg'd  to  the  portals  of  the  fky. 

2  There  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 
And  angels  chaunt  the  folemn  lay  ; 

"  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heav'nly  gates  ! 
Ye  evcrlafting  doors  give  way  !" 

3  Loofe  all  your  bars  of  ma  fly  light. 
And  wide  unfold  the  radiant  fcene  j 
He  claims  thofe  manfions  as  his  right, 
Receive  the  King  of  glory  in, 

4  u  Who  is  the  King  of  glory,  who  ?" 
The  Lord  that  all  his  foes  o'ercame, 
The  world,  fin,  death,  and  hell  o'erthrew., 
And  Jefus  is  the  conq'ror's  name. 

5  Lo  !  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 
And  angels  chaunt  the  folemn  lay, 

4t  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heav'nly  gates ! 
Ye  everlafting  doors  give  way  !" 

6  "Who  is  the  King  of  glory,  who?" 
The  Lord  of  boundlefs  pow'r  pofTeft, 
The  king  of  faints  and  angels  too, 
God  over  all,  forever  bleft  1 

HYMN  CLXXI.    P.  M.    Whitfield's  QH. 

God  is  gone  up  with  a  Shout. 
Mark,  xvi.  19.    Luke,xx\v.  51. 

I   /^N LAP  your  hands,  ye  people  all, 
^.4  Praife  the  God  on  whom  ye  call ; 


Lift  your  voice  and  fhout  his  praife, 
Triumph  in  his  fov'reign  grace. 

2  Jefus  is  gone  up  on  high, 
Takes  his  feat  above  the  fky  ; 
Shout  the  angel  choirs  aloud, 
Echoing  to  the  trump  of  God  ! 

3  Sons  of  men  the  triumph  join, 
Praife  him  with  the  bofts  divine  j 
Emulate  the  heav'nly  pow'rs, 
Their  victorious  Lord  is  ours. 

4  Shout  the  God  enthron'd  above, 
Trumpet  forth  his  conq'ring  love  j 
Praifes  to  our  Jefus  fing, 

Praifes  to  our  glorious  king ! 

5  Pow'r  is  all  to  Jefus  giv'n, 

Pow'r  o'er  hell,  and  earth,  and  heav'n  j 

Jefus,  power  to  us  impart, 

Then  we'll  praife  with  all  our  heart. 

HYMN  CLXXII.   L.  M.    Watt's  Pfa,  68. 
Chrift's  Afccnfion  and  the  Gift  of  the  Spirit, 

PrPV,  xxx.  4.     Jobnt  iii.  13, 

3  T    ORE)  when  thou  d\<\ft  afcend  on  high, 
JL/  Ten  thoufand  angels  fill'd  the  fky  \ 
Thofe  heav'nly  guards  around  thee  wait, 
Like  chariots  that  attend  thy  fiate. 

2  Not  Sinai's  mountain  could  appear 
More  glorious  when  the  Lord  was  there  j 
While  he  pmnoune'd  his  dreadful  law, 
And  (truck  the  chofen  tribes  with  awe. 

3  How  bright  the  triumph  none  can  tell, 
When  the  rebellious  pow'rs  of  hell. 


H     Y     M    N     S.  143 

That  thoufand  fouls  had  captive  made, 
Were  all  in  chains  like  captives  led, 

4  Rais'd  by  his  Father  to  the  throne, 
He  fent  the  promis'd  Spirit  down, 
With  gifts  and  grace  for  rebel  men. 
That  God  might  dwell  on  earth  again. 

HYMN  CLXXIII.     P.  M.     Wesley's  G& 

Jefus  Glorified  wkh  Glory. 
ARi,  i.  10,  ii.     Neb.  i.  5. 

1  T"  TAIL  the  day  that  fees  him  rife, 

Ravifh'd  from  our  wifhful  eyes  \ 
Chriit  a  while  to  mortals  giv'n, 
Reafcends  his  native  heav'n  : 
There  the  pompous  triumph  waits, 
Lift  your  heads,  eternal  gates  ! 
Wide  unfold  the  radiant  fcene, 
Take  the  King  of  glory  in  ! 

2  Him,  tho'  higheft  heaven  receives, 
Stiil  he  loves  the  earth  he  leaves  : 
Tho'  returning  to  his  throne, 
Still  he  calls  mankind  his  own  : 
Still  for  us  he  intercedes, 
Prevalent  his  death  he  pleads  ; 
Next  himfelf  prepares  our  place3 
Harbinger  of  human  race. 

* 

3  Matter  (may  we  ever  fay) 
Taken  from  our  head  to  day  ; 
See  t.hy  faithful  fervants,  fee, 
Ever  gazing  up  to  thee  ! 
Grant,  tho'  parted  from  our  fight, 
High  above  yon  azure  height  : 
Grant  our  hearts  may  thither  rife, 
Foil' wing  thee  beyond  the  fides. 


i44  H    Y    M    N     S. 

4  Ever  upward  let  us  move, 
Wafted  on  the  wings  of  love  ; 
Looking  wh.cn  our  Lord  (hall  come, 
Longing,  gafping  after  home, 
There  we  (hail  with  thee  remain, 
Partners  of  thine  endlefs  reign  ; 
There  thy  face  unclouded  fee, 
Find  our  heav'n  of  heav'n  in  thee. 

HYMN  CLXXIV.     P.  M.     Ripfon's  Coll. 

Lift  up  your  Heads  ye  everlafting  Doors  I 

Pfa.  xxiv.  7,  8,  9,  io. 

i      A   NGELS,  roll  the  rock  away, 
jfY  Death,  yieldufTfcfry  mighty  prey : 
See  !  he  rifes  from i  iht  fomb, 
Glowing  with  immortal  bloom.     Hallelujah. 

2  'Tis  the  Saviour !  angels,  raife 
Fame's  eternal  trump  of  praife; 
Let  the  earth's  remoteft  bound 

Hear  the  joy  infpiring  found.     Hallelujah. 

3  Now,  ye  faints,  lift  up  your  eyes, 
Now  to  glory  fee  him  rife, 

In  long  triumph  up  the  fky, 

Up  to  waiting  worlds  on  high.     Hallelujah. 

4  Heav'n  difplays  her  portals  wide, 
Glorious  Jefusthro'  them  ride; 
King  of  glory,  mount  thy  throne, 

Thy  great  Father's  and  thy  own.     Hallelujah. 

5  Praife  him  all  ye  heavenly  choirs, 
Praife,  and  fweep  your  golden  lyres  ; 
Shout,  O  earth,  in  rapturous  fong, 

Let  the  ftrains  be  fweet  and  ftrong.     Hallelujah. 


HYMN     S.  145 

6  Ev'ry  note  with  wonder  fwell, 
Sin  o'erthrown,  and  captiv'd  hell ; 
Where  is  hell's  once  dreaded  king  ? 
Where,  O  death,  thy  mortal  fting  !    Hallelujaij. 

HYMNCLXXV.    CM.    Watt's  Pfal.  47 

Praife. 

Pfa.  Ixviii.  $%.  ixxiv.  ia.  Ixxvi.  4. 

i  /~\  For  a  fhout  of  facred  joy 
\J  To  God  the  Sov'rejgn  King  ? 
Let  ev'ry  land  their  tongues  employ, 
And  hymns  of  triumph  fing. 

2  Jefus  our  God  afcends  on  high, 
His  heav'nly  guards  around, 
Attend  him  rifing  thro'  the  fky, 
With  trumpet's  joyful  found, 

3  While  angels  fhout  and  praife  their  King, 
Let  mortals  learn  their  (trains  : 

Let  all  the  earth  his  honours  fing  ; 
O'er  all  the  earth  he  reigns. 

4  Rehearfe  his  praife  with  awe  profound  j 
Let  knowledge  lead  the  fong ; 

Nor  mock  him  with  a  folemn  found 
Upon  a  thoughtlefs  tongue. 

5  In  Ts'rel  flood  his  ancient  throne, 
He  lov'd  that  chofen  race  ; 

But  now  he  calls  the  world  his  own, 
And  heathens  tafte  his  grace. 

6  The  Gentile  nations  are  the  Lord's, 
There  Abrah'm's  God  is  known, 

While  pow'rs  and  princes,  (hields  and  fworc!s9 
Submit  before  his  throne. 

O 


146  HYMNS. 

Th eExALTAiioNof  the  Prince  of  Peace: 
The  Saviour  of  the  World. 

HYMN  CLXXVI.    L.  M.  Steele. 

The  Exaltation  of  Chrift. 
Jfa.  Hi.  13.  Pfa.  xviii.  44.  lleb.  ii.  7. 

1  TVT^W  ^et  us  rai^e  our  eheerful  ftrains, 
J3J     And  join  the  blifsful  choir  above  ; 
ihereour  exalted  Saviour  reigns, 

And  there  they  fing  his  wond'rous  love. 

2  While  feraphs  tune  th'  immortal  fong, 
O  may  we  feel  the  facred  flame  ; 
And  ev'ry  heart  and  ev'ry  longue 
Adore  the  Saviour's  glorious  name, 

3  Jefus,  who  once  upon  the  tree 
In  agonizing  pains  expir'd  ; 
Who  di'd  for  rebels — yes  'tis  he  ! 

How  bright !  how  lovely  !  how  admir'd  ! 

4  Jefus  who  di'd  that  we  might  live, 
Di'd  m  the  wretched  traitor's  place;— 
O  what  returns  can  mortals  give, 

For  fuch  immeafurable  grace  ! 

5  Were  univerfal  nature  ours, 

And  art  with  all  her  boafted  Aore  ; 
Nature  and  art  with  all  their  pow'rs, 
Would  ftill  confefs  the  offerer  poor  ! 

6  Yet  tho'  for  bounty,  fo  divine  ! 
We  ne'er  can  equal  honors  raife, 
Jefus,  may  all  our  hearts  be  thine, 

And  all  our  tongues  proclaim  thy  praife. 


H    Y    M    N    S.  14.7 

H  Y  M  N   CLXXVII.     L.  M.     Doddridge. 

Jefus,  exalted  as  a  Prince  and  a  Saviour. 
A£iit  v.   31.  Ffa.  lxxxix.  27.  llcb.   ii.  S. 

XALTED  Prince  of  Life,  we  own 
The  royal  honors  of  thy  throne  : 
'  i  is  fix'd  by  God's  Almighty  hand, 
And  feraohs  bow  at  thy  command. 


'E 


2  Exalted  Saviour,  we  confefs 

The  fov'reign  triumphs  of  thy  grace  ; 
Where  beams  of  gentle  radiance  mine, 
And  temper  msjeity  divine. 

3  Wide  thy  reliftlefs  fceptre  fway, 
Till  all  thine  enemies  obey, : 
Wide  may  thy  crofs  its  virtue  prove, 
And  conquer  million*  by  its  love. 

4  Mighty  to  vanquifh,  and  forgive  ! 
Thine  ifr'el  fhall  repent  and  live  ; 
And  loud  proclaim  thy  healing  breath, 
Which  works  their  life,  who  wrought  thy  death. 

HYMN   CLXXVIII.  C.  M.   James  Relly, 

Jmmanuel,  exalted  above  every  Name, 

2bilt  i).  9.  P/a.  ii.  7,  8.  Epkes.  i.  ar, 

1  JESUS,  thou  higheft,  lovelieft  name 
^1    Of  ail  on  earth  or  heav'n, 

'1  he  cleft  reward  cf  all  thy  fhame, 
By  thy  great  father  giv'n, 

2  Becaufe  thou  didft  thy  heavens  bow, 
Thy  people's  ancient  fuit  ; 

Cam'ft  down  in  fervant's  form,  Co  low. 
As  lofs  of  ali  repute. 


J48  HYMN    S; 

3  In  fafhion  as  that  fallen  race, 
Whofe  offspring  are  but  grafs, 
Thou  took'ft  the  meaneft  fervile  place 
In  all  their  lowed  clafs  : 

4  Becam'ft  obedient  unto  death, 
Norcould'ft,  nor  would'ft  thou  flee; 
But  humbly  didft  refign  thy  breath 
Upon  the  (hameful  tree  ! 

5  Therefore  hath  God  exalted  thee, 
And  fet  thee  up  on  high  ; 

Where  thou  {halt  prais'd  and  worfhipp'd  be 
To  ail  eternity. 


HYMN  CLXXIX.  L.  M.  Watts  P/a.  uc. 

The  Triumphs  of  the  Exalted. 

P/a.  ex.  1,2,  3,4. 

1  r*tpHUS  the  eternal  Father  fpake 

X     To  Chriji  the  Son  j  «  Afcend  and  fit 
At  my  right  hand,  'till  I  (hall  make 
Thy  foes  fubmiffive  at  thy  feet. 

2  From  Zion  (hall  thy  word  proceed, 
Thy  word,  the  fceptre  in  thy  hand, 
Shall  make  the  hearts  of  rebels  bleed, 
And  bow  their  wills  to  thy  command. 

3  That  day  (hall  (how  thy  pow'r  is  great, 
When  faints  (hall  flock  with  willing  minds, 
And  finners  croud  thy  temple  gate, 

'  Where  holinefs  in  beauty  (nines." 

4  ©  blefled  pow'r  !  O  glorious  day  ! 
What  a  large  vicl'ry  (hall  enfue  \ 
And  converts  who  thy  grace  obey, 
Exceed  the  drops  of  marningdew. 


H    Y    M    N    S.  149 

HYMN  CLXXX.  L.  M.    Watt's  M— , 

The  Victory  of  the  King  of  Kings, 
Pfa.  xxii.  28.  Mai.  i.  .11.  P/a.  viii.  6. 

1  rx^HE  mighty  frame  of  glorious  grac?, 

That  blighted  monument  ofpraife. 
Tnat  e'er  the  God  of  love  deiign'd, 
Employs  and  fills  my  laboring  mind. 

2  Begin,  my  foul,  the  heav'nly  fong,. 
A  burden  for  an  angel's  tongue  : 
When  Gabriel  founds  thefe  awful  thing% 
He  tunes  and  fu morons  all  his  itrings. 

3  Proclaim  inimitable  love^ 
Jefus,  the  Lord  of  worlds  above, 
Puts  off  the  beams  of  bright  array, 
And  veils  the  God  in  mortal  clay, 

4.  He  that  distributes  crowns  and  thrones 
Hangs  on  a  tree,  and  bieeds,  and  groans  :^ 
The  Prince  of  Life  refigns  his  breath, 
The  King  of  Glory  bows  to  death. 

5  But  fee  the  wonders  of  his  power^ 
He  triumphs  in  his  dying  hour, 
And,  while  by  Satan's  rage  he  fell, 
He  daih'd  the  riling  hopes  of  hell.. 

6  Thus  were  the  hofts  of  death  fubdu'd, 
And  fin  was  drown'd  in  Jefus'  blood  : 
Then  he  arofe,  and  reigns  above. 
And  conquers  finners  by  his  love. 

7  Who  mail  fulfil  this  boundlefs  fong  ? 
The  theme furmounts  an  Angel's  tongue; 
How  low,  how  vain  are  mortal  airs, 
When  Gabriel's  nobler  harp  defpairs  ! 

O2 


i$0  HYMN    S. 

HYMN  CLXXXf.  C.  M.  Rippon's  CM. 

Jefus  crowned  Lord  of  All. 

Ifa.  xi.  :o.  Hab.  ii.  14.  Rom.  xi.  25,  26. 

s     A  ^L  ^aft  tne  Power  °f  Jefus'  name  f 
X"\.  Let  angels  proftrate  fall  : 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  Crown  him,  ye  Martyrs  of  our  God, 
Who  from  his  altar  call : 

Extol  the  ftem  of  JenVs  rod, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Ye  chofen  feed  of  Ifrael's  race, 
A  remnant  weak  and  fmall  ; 

Hail  him  who  faves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Ye  Gentile  fin ners,  ne'er  forget 
The  wormwood  and  the  gall  ; 

Go — fpread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

5  Babes,  men,  and  fires,  who  know  his  love. 
Who  feel  your  fin  and  thrall, 

Noiv  joy  with  all  the  hofts  above, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

6  Let  cv'ry  kindred,  ev'ry  tribe, 
On  this  terreftrial  ball, 

To  him  all  rnajefty  afcribe, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

7  O  that  with  yonder  facred  throng, 
We  at  his  feet  may  fall ; 

We'll  join  the  everlafting  fongi 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


HYMNS.  15* 

HYMN  CLXXXIL     C,  M.    Rippon's  GIL 

Praife. 
I  Cbron.  xvi.  31.     Neb.  ix.  5,  6t 

1  "^T^T*  unt0  usi  but  thee  alone, 
JJ%|    Bleft  Lamb,  be  glory  giv'n  f 
iiere  (hall  thy  praifes  be  begun, 
And  carried  on  in  heav'n. 

2  The  hoft  of  fpirits  now  with  thee 
Eternal  Anthems  fing  : 

To  imitate  them  here,  lo  !  we 
Our  Hallelujahs  bring. 

3  Had  we  our  tongues  like  them  infpir'dj 
Like  theirs  our  fongs  (hould  rife  j 
Like  them  we  never  inould  be  tir'd. 
But  love  the  facrifice. 

4.  Till  we  the  veil  of  flefti  Jay  down, 
Accept  our  weaker  lays  ; 
And,  when  we  reach  thy  Father's  throne? 
We'll  give  thee  nobler  praife. 


The  Intercession   of  the  Great    High 
Priest;  Merciful  and  Faithful. 

HYMN  CLXXXIII.    S.  M.    Original. 

Advocate,  if  any  Man  Sin. 

1  John,   »j.  1.      Mic.  vii.  18,   19, 

I    TESUS,  before  thy  throne, 
J    We  bow  with  filial  awe, 
And  our  tranfgreffions  humbly  own 
As  fins  againft  thy  law. 


152  HYMNS. 

2  Where,  whither  fhali  we  fly  ? 
How  'fcape  from  wrath  divine  ? 
O  be  our  Advocate  on  high, 
And  claim  us,  Lord,  as  thine. 

3  Plead  thy  dear  wounds,  rich  blood, 
Thy  agony,  and  fweat  ; 

The  mighty  ranfom  of  the  God, 
Who  paid  the  finner's  debt. 

4  Nor  afk  we  this,  thy  grace, 
For  our  vile  felves  alone  ; 

The  whole  of  Adam's  guilty  race 
Are,  Lord,  thy  purchas'd  own. 

5  Hence  all  the  fhields  of  earth, 
Shall  found  thy  name  abroad  ; 

And  fhoutin  loudeft  tf  rains  of  praife, 
The  ever  faving  God. 

HYMN  CLXXXIV.     S.  M.     Original, 

Mediator  of  a  better  Covenant. 
Heb.  vii.  6,  7,  8,  9,  io,  11,   12,  ij. 

2   rT^HY  covenant,  O  Lord, 
JL      In  all  things  order'd  fure, 
And  founded  on  a  ftedfail  hope, 
Forever  (hall  endure. 

2  The  word  isgiv'n,  C(T  will  r" 
And  who  (hall  let  thy  h.  nd  I 
The  purpofe  of  eternal  grace,. 
It  rnuft  eftablilh'd  ftand. 

3  Ifrael  (hall  know  the  Lord. 
The  Gentiles  truft  in  thee. 

And  nations,  kindreds,  peoples,  tongues, 
The  great  falvaucn  fee. 


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H    Y    M    N    S.  •      253 

5  Thy  grace,  thy  mercy,  truth, 
Demand  the  grateful  fong  ; 
Let  earth  begin  the  blefTed  theme, 
And  heav'n  the  ftrain  prolong. 

HYMN  CLXXXV.    C.  M.     Original, 

Mediator  of  the  New  Teftament. 
Heb.ix.  15, 16,  17.     1  lim.  ii.  5,  6.     Hcb.  ii.  ic, 

1  ALL  gracious  Lord,  we  fing  thy  Jove, 
XjL  A  love  more  ftrong  than  death  i 
The  teftament  divine  was  feal'd, 

With  thy  expiring  breath. 

2  Hail,  Mediator,  Saviour,  hail  ? 
We  blefs  the  ranfom  giv'n  j 
For  us,  for  all,  was  freely  paid. 
The  richeft  blood  of  heav'n, 

3  By  thee,  O  Chrift,  from  death  redeemed, 

Thy  blood  muft  fure  prevail  ; 
Nor  death  in  bondage  to  the  foe,. 
Shall  caufe  our  life  to  fail, 

4  Wake  then  a  fong,  the  nobleft  fong— 
Let  heav'n  and  earth  rejoice, 

The  dead  (hall  live — the  graves  {hall  hear 
Salvation  in  thy  voice. 

HYMN  CLXXXVI.     L.  M.     Steele. 
Chrift,  ever  Liveth  to  make  Interceflion. 

Htb   vii.25      Rom.  viii.  27. 

I  "  f"  TE  lives,  the  great  Redeemer  lives, 
JL  x  (What  joy  the  bleft  aiTurance  givej  \\ 
And  now  before  his  Father  God, 
Pleads  the  full  merit  of  his  blood. 


.154  H    Y    M    N    9. 

2  Repeated  crimes  awake  our  fears, 
Andjuftice  arm'd  with  frowns  appears; 
But  in  the  Saviour's  lovely  face 
Sweet  mercy  fmiles,  and  all  is  peace. 

3  Hence  then,  ye  black  defpairing  thoughts* 
Above  our  fears,  above  our  faults, 

His  powerful  interceflions  rife, 
And  guilt  recedes,  and  terror  dies^ 

4  In  every  dark,  diftrefsful  hour, 
When  fin  and  Satan  join  their  pow'r  \ 
Let  this  dear  hope  repel  the  dart, 
That  Jefus  bears  us  on  his  heart. 

5  Great  Advocate,  Almighty  Friend- 
On  him  our  humble  hopes  depend  : 
Our  caufe  can  never,  never  fail, 

For  Jefus  pleads  and  muft  prevail. 

HYMN  CLXXXVII.  P.M.    Wesley's  O//, 

Praifc. 
a  Sam.  xx'u  47.    1  Cbron.  xvu  34, 

j  /~V^R  Shepherd  alone, 
\Jf  The  Lord,  let  us  blefs  5 
Who  fits  on  the  throne, 
The  Prince  of  our  peace, 
Who  evermore  faves  us 
By  fhedding  his  blood  j 
All  hail,  holy  Jefus, 
Our  Lord,  and  our  God^ 

2  We  daily  will  fing 
Thy  merits  and  praife. 
Thou  merciful  fpring 
Of  pity  and  grace  : 


HYMNS.  15S 


Thy  kindnefs  for  ever 
To  men  we  will  tell, 
And  fay  our  dear  Saviour 
Redeems  us  from  hell. 

Preferve  us  in  love 
While  here  we  abide, 
Nor  ever  remove, 
Nor  cover,  nor  hide 
Thy  glorious  lalvation, 
'Till  joyful  we  fee 
The  beautiful  vifion 
Completed  in  Thee ! 


The  Glorious  Appearing  of  the  Savi- 
our  God. 

HYMN  CLXXXVHI.  P.  M.  Wesley's  CW, 

The  fecond  coming  of  the  Lord  Jefus. 
Deut.  xxxii.41,42,  43.     2^.  xcvi.  11,  ia,  13.     Dan.  vii.  26. 

i  "ITJE  comes  !  he  comes  !  the  Judge  (Qvers, 
The  feventh  trumpet  fpeaks  him  near; 
His  lightnings  fiafh,  his  thunders  roll, 
He's  welcome  to  the  faithful  foul ;         [welcome5 
Welcome,  welcome,  welcome,  welcome,  welcome*, 
'Welcome  to  che  faithful  foul. 

2  From  heav'n  angelic  voices  found, 
See  the  Almighty  Jefus  crown'd  ! 
Girt  with  omnipotence  and  grace, 
And  glory  decks  the  Saviour's  face  ; 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory,  glory,  glory, 
Glory  decks  the  Saviour's  face. 

3  Defcending  on  his  azure  throne, 

He  claims  the  kingdoms  as  his  own  ; 


156  HYMNS. 

The  kingdoms  all  obey  his  word, 

And  hail  him  their  triumphant  Lord  ; 

Hail  him,  hail  him,  hail  him,  hail  him,  hail  him, 

Hail  him  their  triumphant  Lord.  [hail  him, 

4  Shout  all  the  people  of  the  iky, 
And  all  the  faints  of  the  Molt  High  : 
Our  God  who  now  his  right  obtains, 
For  ever,  and  forever  reigns, 

Ever,  ever,  ever,  ever,  ever,  ever, 
Ever,  and  for  ever  reigns. 

5  The  Father  praife,  the  Son  adore, 
The  Spirit  blefs  for  evermore : 
Salvation's  glorious  work  is  done, 
We  welcome  the  great  Three  in  One  ; 
Welcome,  welcome,  welcome,  welcome,  welcome, 
Welcome  the  great  Three  in  One.        [welcome3 

HYMN  CLXXXIX.  P.  M.     Original. 

The  Sounding  of  the  Seventh  Trumpet. 
Rev.  x.  7,  15.     Epbef.  i.  8,  9. 

j  T  TAIL  !  the  laft,  the  mighty  Angel, 
[jL  Cloth'd  upon  with  clouds  of  heav'n, 
Round  his  head  the  rainbow  beaming, 
Peaceful  fign  of  fin  forgiv'n. 
Hallelujah  !  Hallelujah  !  Hallelujah  I 
ho  !  he  comes  !  he  comes  !  he  comes  ! 

2  See  the  heav'ns  beneath  him  bowing  ! 
What  the  tidings  which  he  brings  r 
Who's  this  glorious  One  defcending? 
'Tis  the  King,  the  King  of  Kings. 
Hallelujah  !  Halielujah  !  Hallelujah  ! 
Welcome  !  Welcome  !  Saviour  God  ! 


HYMNS,  157 

3  Hear  the  trumpet ! — Hark,  it  foundeth  ! 
'Tis  the  trump  of  God  mod  High. 
Now  the  myfVry  is  completed  : 

Mighty  voices  of  the  fky,  [doms  I 

Shout  the  kingdoms !  Hallelujah  !  Shout  the  king- 
Gather'd  home  to  God  in  Chrifl:. 

4  Spirits  !  Angels  1  Elders  !  Creatures  ! 
Fall  before  the  Man  divine  ! 
Glory,  honour,  pow'r,  and  bleffing, 
Riches,  ftrength,  and  might  are  thine. 
Hallelujah  !  Hallelujah  !  Hallelujah  L. 
Hallelujah  !  Lord  !  Amen  ! 

HYMN  CXC.     P.  M,     Original. 

The  lafl  Refurreaion. 
Dan.  ix.  10,  II.  Rev.  xx.  n,  12.  I/a.  xxv.  7,8.  1  Cor.xv.  52.,  53,  54: 

i   rT^HE  Ancient  of  eternal  days, 

X     Enthron'd  in  light's  celeftial  blaze, 
With  fhouting  thousands*  comes: 
The  archangelick  trump  is  blown. 
A  voice  is  heard  from  glory's  throne. 
The  fpirit  breathes  on  ev'ry  bone  ; 
And  rends  the  cleaving  tombs. 

2  Now  comes  the  end — the  end  divines- 
See  death,  and  hell,  their  dead  reiign 
To  Chrift,  who  holds  the  keys  : 

The  judgment  fits — the  books  unfold— 
The  actions  of  a  world  they  hold  ; 
And  there  Omnifcience  has  enroll'd, 
Myfterious,  high  decrees. 

3  Thefe  books  are  clos'd. — Then  opens  wide 
The  book  of  life — His  book  who  died 
For  all :— who  rofe  again  : 

P 


i58  HYMNS. 

The  writing  in  Immanuel's  blood, 
Theilgnet  of  the  wine  prefs  trod, 
Prevails  for  guilty  man,  with  God  : 
A  world  rewards  his  pain. 

4  Salvation  to  the  Lamb  on  high, 
Salvation  is  the  mighty  cry. 
The  glorious  work  is  done. 
Tears,  forrow,  death,  and  anguifii  dire, 
Like  vilions  of  the  night  retire  ; 
And  ecftacy  awakes  the  lyre, 
To  Father,  Spirit,  Son  ! 

HYMN  CXCI.     P.  M.     Original. 

Judgment  brought  forth  unto  Victory. 
z  Cbron.  xvi.  32,  33.     Matt.  xii.  18,  19,10,  21.     Pfa.  viii.  4,  5,  6. 

1  O  !  the  man  of  God  appointed, 

\  y  Judge  of  quick  and  judge  of  dead, 
Mid  his  Father's  throne  exalted, 
High  in  glory  lifts  the  head. 
Shout  triumphant,  fing  rejoicing,  fhout  triumph- 
'Tis  the  Son,  the  Son  of  Man.  [ant, 

2  He's  the  bringer  forth  of  judgment, 
Judgment  bas'd  on  truth  divine: 
See,  before  the  bar  arraigned, 
Death  and  hell  their  pow'rs  refign. 
Ranfom'dthoufands,  happy  myriads,  rifing  nations, 
Sound  th'  Almighty  Saviour's  name. 

3  Where  is  fin,  and  death,  and  Satan  ? 
Triumph  they?  or  triumphs  God  ? 
Sin,  and  death,  and  hell,  fubdued, 
Feel  the  Monarch's  iron  rod. 

Whilft  the  nature,  human  nature,  Chrift  afluroed, 
Is  by  him  redeem'd  and  fav'd. 


HYMNS.  159 

4  Hallelujah  !  Hallelujah  ! 
Glory  be  to  God  Molt  Higli  : 
HalJelujah  !  Hallelujah  ! 
Worlds  below  and  worlds  on  high 
Shout  Redemption!  cry  Salvation!  praife  the  Sav- 
Praife,  O  praife  ye  Him— Amen.  [iour  ! 

HYMN  CXCII.     C.  M.     Rippon's  Coll, 

The  Times  of  Refreshing. 
Jfa.  xxv.  6.     Excd.  xxx>.  17.     Ifa.  xi.  g. 

1  /^\N  Sion  his  moft  holy  mount, 
\_J?   God  will  a  feaft  prepare, 
And  Jfrael'sfons,  and  Gentile  lands, 
Shall  in  the  banquet  fhare. 

2  Marrow  and  fatnefs  are  the  food 
His  bounteous  hand  beftows : 
Wine  on  the  lees,  and  well  rerin'd, 
In  rich  abundance  flows. 

3  See  to  the  vileft  of  the  vile 
A  free  acceptance  giv'n  ! 
See,  rebels  by  adopting  grace 
Sit  with  the  heirs  of  heav'n  ! 

4  The  pain'd,  the  nek,  the  dying,  now 
To  eafe  and  health  reftor'd, 
With  eager  appetites  partake 

The  plenties  of  the  beard. 

5  But  O  what  draughts  of  blifs  unknown, 
What  dainties  lhall  be  giv'n, 

When,  with  the  myriads  round  the  throne, 
We  join  the  feaft  of  heav'n  ! 

6  There  joys  immeafurably  high 
Shall  overflow  the  fou], 

And  fprings  of  life,  that  never  dry. 
In  thoufand  channels  roll. 


i6o  HYMNS. 

HYMN   CXCIII.  P.  M.  Rippon's  OIL 

The  Day  of  Reftitution,  defired. 
IJa.  Iviii.  12.  Ix.  5,  6,7.  ABi'\'\\.  20,  21. 

*  /^VER  the  gloomy  hills  of  darknefs, 
X^J  Look,  my  foul,  be  ftill,  and  gaze, 
All  the  promifes  do  travail 
With  a  glorious  day  of  grace  : 
Blefled  jubilee, 
Let  thy  glorious  morning  dawn. 

2  Let  the  Indian,  let  the  Negro, 
Let  the  rude  barbarian  fee, 

That  divine  and  glorious  conqueft, 
Once  obtain'd  on  Calvary  ; 
Let  the  gofpel 
Loud  refound  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  Kingdoms  wide  that  fit  in  darknefs, 
Let  mem  have  the  glorious  light, 
And  from  eaftern  coaft  to  wefiern, 
May  the  morning  chafe  the  night, 
And  redemption 

Freely  purchas'd,  win  the  day. 

4.  May  the  glorious  day  approaching, 
From  eternal  darknefs  dawn, 
And  the  everlafting  gofpel 
Spread  abroad  thy  holy  name  ; 
All  the  borders 
Of  the  great  Immanuers  land. 

5  Fly  abroad,  thou  mighty  gofpel, 
Win  and  conquer,  never  ceafe  ; 
May  thy  lafting  wide  dominions 
Multiply,  and  (till  increafe  ; 
Sway  thy  fceptre, 
Saviour,  all  the  world  around. 


H    Y     M    N    S.  tki 

HYMN  CXCiV.     L.  M.    Doddridge. 

The  Great  Jubilee  of  Eternity. 

Numb.  x.  io.  Ifa.  xxvii.  13.     Zecb.  ix.  14.,  16,  17.     1  TbeJJ.  iv.  l6* 
1  Cor.  xv.  23. 

1  T    OUD  let  the  tuneful  trumpet  found, 

8  j.  And  fpread  the  joyful  tidings  round  ; 
Let  ev'rv  foul  with  tranfport  hear, 
And  hail  the  Lord's  accepted  year. 

2  Ye  debtors  whom  he  gives  to  know, 
That  you  ten  thoufand  talents  owe, 
When  humble  at  his  feet  you  fall, 
Your  gracious  God  forgives  them  all. 

3  Slaves,  that  have  borne  the  heavy  chain 
Of  fin  and  hell's  tyrannic  reign, 
To  liberty  ailert  your  claim, 
And  urge  the  great  Redeemer's  name, 

4  The  rich  inheritance  of  heav'n, 
Your  joy,  your  boaft,  is  freely  giv'n  ; 
Fair  Salem  your  arrival  waits, 
With  golden  ftreets  and  pearly  gates. 

5  Her  blefs'd  inhabitants  no  more 
Bondage  and  poverty  deplore  ; 
No  debt,  but  love  immenfely  grecf, 
The  joy  ftill  riles  with  the  debt. 

6  O  happy  fouls  that  know  the  found  ! 
Celeftial  light  their  fteps  furround,. 
And  (hew  that  jubilee  begun, 
Which  thro'  eternal  vears  fhall  run. 


HYMN  CXCV.  P.  M.     Original, 

Praife. 

PJa.  Ixxxvi.  I2,1i3..    Exod.  xv.  2,  3. 

HOUT  Jehovah  ftrong  in  battle, 
Count  the  vidVries  he  hath  won  ; 
Sing  the  Saviour's  mighty  conquefts^ 
P2 


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j6i  HYMNS. 

Praife  him,  praife  him,  cry  'tis  done  : 
He  hath  finifh'd,  finifh'd,  finim'd,  he  hath  finifiYd, 
.   What  his  love  ere  worlds  begun. 

2  Give  to  Jefus  pow'r  and  glory, 
Say,  the  triumph  Lord,  is  thine : 
He  hath  took  from  fin  dominion  : 
Death  and  hell  the  prey  refign  : 

1  fubdued,  death  deftroyed,  man  redeemed, 
Thefeare  glorious  works  divine. 

3  People,  nations,  tongues  and  kindreds 
Hail,  all  hail  the  mighty  God  : 
Praife  Jehovah  ftrong  in  battle  : 
Shout  the  garment  rolPd  in  blood. 
Hallelujah,  Hallelujah,  Hallelujah. 
High  hofannas  (hout  abroad. 


Attributes,  Characters,  Names,  and 
Offices  of  Christ,  from  the  New  Tes- 
tament ;  Alphabetically  arranged. 

HYMN  CXCVI.     P.  M.    John  Murray. 
All  in  All. 
Rom.  lit.  9,  io.    Pfa.  xiv.  a,  3.    Efhef.  31.  4,  5,  6. 

j  ^^OME,  tho'  we  can  truly  fing, 
\^j  In  our  flefh  dwells  no  good  thing  ; 
Yet  on  him  who  gives  us  all, 
We're  embolden'd  ft  ill  to  call. 

a  Blind,  and  foolifn  once  v?erewe, 
Chrift  our  wifdom  now  we  fee  y 
In  this  wifdom  we  confide, 
By  this  we  are  juftirVd; 


HYMNS.  163 

3  Once  in  breaking  God's  command, 
Doom'd  to  death  beneath  his  hand  ; 
Now  we're  calPd  to  own,  and  blefs, 
Jefus  Chrift  our  righteoufnefs. 

4  Without  purity  of  heart 
Truth  divine  will  fay  depart, 
But  this  holinefs  we  find, 

In  the  Saviour  of  mankind. 

5  Many,  mighty  are  our  foes  ! 
Human  thefe,  angelic  thofe, 
Where  for  refuge  (hail  we  flee  ? 
Chrift  our  great  redemption  fee  ! 

6  Seraphs,  flames  of  facred  fire, 
View  this  myft'ry  with  defire ; 
Hark  !  the  bright  enraptur'd  throng 
Catch,  and  raife  the  grateful  fong. 

7  O  ye  thrones  of  heav'nly  light, 
Since  you're  fav'd  from  end lefs  night, 
And  fince  we  arerais'd  to  you, 
Let  us  ftill  the  fong  purfue. 

HYMN  CXCVIL    L.  M.    Original, 

Alpha  and  Omega. 
Rev,   1.  11,  17.      Ifa.  xli.  4. 

'AIL,  Alpha  and  Omega,  hail  ! 
Thou  great  beginning,  glorious  end  ! 
Vom  firft  to  laft,  from  laft  to  firft, 
God,  Father,  Saviourf  Brother,  Friend. 

2  No  change  of  will,  nor  lapfe  of  pow'r, 
Shall  alter  or  impede  thy  plan  ; 


x64  HYMN    & 

One  grand,  confident,  perfect  whole 
Is  thine,  thou  head  of  ev'ry  man. 

3  Ere  morning  ftars,  creation  fang, 
Th'  eternal  purpofe  was  complete  , 
Nor  can  the  idle  whirl  of  time, 
Thy  everlafting  love  defeat. 

HYMN  CXCVIII.     L.  M.     Original 
Amen. 

Hev,'t\),  14.     I  Cor.  i.  20. 

J  T^AITHFUL  and  true,  the  Alan  divine 
Jj     On  ev'ry  promife  ftamps  Amen. 
IN  or  e're  mail  fail  a  fingle  line, 
Engrav'd  by  love's  eternal  pen. 

2  "  Let  man  be  fav'd" — the  Father  faid  : 
"  So  be  it" — Jefus,  Jefus  cried  : 

Nay  more,  the  Saviour  bow'd  his  head  : 
That  man  might  live,  Chrift  Jefus  died. 

3  Amen  of  God  !  Amen  of  man  ! 
Beginning  !  Author  !  final  End  I 
High  praife  await  Salvation's  plan, 
There  one  Amen  for  all  is  pen'd. 

HYMNCXCIX.    S.  M.    James  Relly, 
Adoption  in  Chrift. 
I  John,  ii'w  1,2.    Hof.  i.    10.     Rom.  ix.  26. 

1  TVTO  W  are  we  fons  of  God  ! 
J^|    Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 
What  heights  of  blifs  thjp'  Jefus'  blood, 
For  us  prepared  are. 

a  This  we  already  know, 
When  Chrift,  our  righteoufnefsj 


HYMNS.  165 


Shall  (hew  himfelf  to  men  below, 
We  mail  be  as  he  is. 

3  Yea  in  this  world  are  we, 
As  Jefus  is  above; 

As  him,  from  fin  and  Satan  free, 
As  perfected  in  love. 

4  Invifible  are  we 

To  this  blind  world  below  j 
There's  none  but  iuch  who  Jefus  fee, 
Can  us  difcern  or  know. 

5  All  that  which  doth  appear 
Of  us,  or  can  be  known, 

By  reafon's  eye,  to  mortals  here, 

We  utterly  difown. 

6  We  call  it  dung  and  drofs, 
The  man  from  whom  we  ceafe  5 
To  own  it  cur's,  is  pain  and  lofs, 
And  faps  the  chriftian's  peace. 

7  Jefus  alone  we  own, 
And  nothing  know  befide ; 

In  him,  as  free  from  fin,  we're  known. 
His  pure  and  holy  bride. 

8  In  him  we  now  confefs 
We  are  the  Lord's  delight, 

His  reft,  his  joy  and  righteoufnefs, 
Ail  glorious  in  his  fight. 

9  We  are  as  we  would  be  ; 

Nor  have  we  yet  to  choofe  ; 

As  Chrift  the  Son,  we're  ever  free, 

Nor  can  that  fonfhip  lofe. 


1 66  HYMNS, 


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HYMN  CC.     S.  M.     Original, 

Baptizer  with  the  Holy  Spirit  and  Fire. 
Matt*  iii.  ii.    JJa.  vi.  6,  7.    -zCbron.  vii.  3.     sifts,  ii.  3, 

ESUS,  in  ancient  days, 
Thine  Ifr'el  faw  the  flame 
From  heav'n  defcend,  to  vifit  earth. 
And  prais'd  thy  glorious  name. 


■j 


%  Give  us  to  join  their  fong, 
To  hail  thes,  ever  good  : 
And  mid  the  fire,  may  we  adore, 
Th'  unchanging,  gracious  God. 

3  Thy  fan,  fhsli  purge  the  floor  : 
Thy  fire,  the  chafF  defiroy  : 
And  gathering  of  the  cleanfed  wheat, 
Thy  fheaves  ihall  fing  for  joy. 

HYMN  CCL    L.  M.     James  Relly. 
Bleffed  in  Him  with  all  Spiritual  Bleffings. 
Epbef.  1.3.     Pfa.  bcxi  i .  1 7. 

1  TTTHAT  bleflings  in  the  Lamb  abound  I 

V  V     To  all  who  know  the  joyful  found  ; 
Thy  countenance,  O  Lord,  ihall  mine 
On  them  with  brightnefs  all  divine. 

2  The  grievances  which  them  opprefs'd, 
In  Jefus  now  they  fee  redrefs'd  ; 
This  mercy  we  thy  worms  now  prove, 
And  blefs  thy  grace,  thou  God  of  love. 

3  Infinite  wifdom,  all  our  days 
Will  we  admire  thy  pleafant  ways  ; 
Thy  paths  are  peace,  we'll  run  andblafs 
The  Lord  our  life  and  rigteoufnefs. 


H    Y    M    N    $.  167 

HYMN  CCII.     L.  M.    Fawcett. 

Bridegroom. 
Jcbny  iii.  26.     Ifa.  Ixii.  5. 

a    TESUS,  the  heav'nly  lover,  gave 
J    His  life,  my  wretched  foul  to  fave  $ 
Refolv'd  to  make  his  mercy  known, 
He  kindly  claims  me  for  his  own. 

2.  Rebellious,  I  againfl:  him  drove 
'Till  melted  and  conftrain'd  by  love  ; 
With  fin,  and  felf,  I  freely  part, 
The  heav'nly  Bridegroom  wins  my  heart, 

3  My  guilt,  my  wretchednefs  he  knows, 
Yet  takes  and  owns  me  for  his  fpoufe  % 
My  debts  he  pays,  and  fets  me  free, 
And  makes  his  riches  o'er  to  me. 

4  My  filthy  rags  are  laid  afide, 

He  clothes  me  as  becomes  his  bride  j 
Himfelf  beftows  my  wedding  drefs, 
The  robe  of  perfect  righteoufnefs. 

5  Loft  in  aftonifhment,  I  fee, 
Jefus,  thy  boundlefs  love  to  me ; 
With  angels  I  thy  grace  adore, 

And  long  to  love  and  praife  thee  more. 

6  Since  thou  woulft  take  me  for  thy  bride, 

0  keep  me,  Saviour,  near  thy  fide  ! 

1  fain  would  give  thee  all  my  heart, 
Nor  ever  from  the  Lord  depart. 

HYMNCCIII.    L.  M.     Original, 
Brother. 

Prov.  xvii.  17.     Heb.  Y\.  17. 

I   T7URST  born  of  many  brethren,  Thou 
X;    That  did'rt  expire  on  Calv'ry's  brow, 


168  HYMNS. 

Thine  are  the  triumphs,  Thee  we  hail  ! 
Thy  life,  thy  death,  of  what  avail  ! 

2  Fulfil,  O  Lord,  a  brother's  part  ; 
Bear  us  forever  on  thy  heart  ; 
The  many  fons  to  glory  bring  ; 
And  let  the  world  thy  praifes  ling: 

HYMN  CCIV.     P.  M.     Wesley's  Coll 
Complete  in  Chrift. 
ColoJJ.   ii.   10.     Ifa.  lxi.  10. 

1  T  TAD  I  ten  thoufand  gifts  befide, 
JJjL  I'd  cleave  to  Jefus  crucifi'd, 
And  build  on  him  alone  : 

For  no  foundation  is  there  giv'n 

On  which  I'd  place  my  hopes  of  heav'n, 

But  Chriit  the  corner  ftone. 

2  PofTefling  Chrift,  I  all  poflefs  ; 
Wifdom,  and  ftrength,  and  righteoufnefs, 
And  fanclity  complete  : 

Bold  in  his  name  I  dare  draw  nigh, 
Before  the  Ruler  of  the  fky, 
And  all  his  juftice  meet. 

HYMN  CCV.     P.  M.     John  Relly. 

Conqueror  of  Death  and  Hell. 
Rev.  vi.  2.     Ifa.  xxv.  8.     Hof.  xiii.  14. 

1   "IVX^^  ^a^  0ur  tonoues  w'tn  rapture  tell, 
J/H|    How  Jefus  conquer'd  death  and  hell, 
When  on  the  crofs  he  died  : 
His  fpoil  we  are,  he'll  not  deny, 
But  own  us  to  eternity 
As  his  lov'd,  chofen  bride. 


HYMNS.  169 

2  His  myftery,  his  death  and  blood, 
Hath  reconeiPd  as  all  to  God  ; 
His  glory  hides  our  fhame  : 
Whilft  Chrift  is  God's  beloved  fon, 
We  live  with  him  for  ever  one, 

In  fonfhip,  grace,  and  name. 

3  That  he  might  equitably  bleed, 
He  took  upon  him  Abrah'm's  feed, 
Then  to  the  altar  went ; 

Whilft  in  this  Lamb  to  flaughter  led, 
The  (inner  bare  on  his  own  head 
His  fin,  and  punifhment. 

4  Nor  will  he  us  in  trials  leave, 
But  ftill  is  with  us  ftrong  to  fave  ; 
Whilft  we  on  earth  remain  : 

In  him  our  life,  our  all,  is  found  ; 
Than  fin  his  grace  did  more  abound, 
Reveal'd  when  he  was  ilain. 

5  How  rich  the  love,  dear  God,  that  we 
Should  be  belov'd,  belov'd  by  thee, 
And  fav'd  from  all  ourmame  : 
With  joy  we'll  praife  thee,  'till  we  die, 
And  after  death  eternally 

Adore,  thy  balmy  name. 

HYMN  CCVI.     L.  M.     Watts. 

Deity  and  Humanity  of  Chrift. 

John,  i.  1.      1  Tim-  u'u  16. 

RE  the  blue  heav'ns  were  ftretch'd  abroad, 
From  everlafting  was  the  word  : 
With  God  he  was  ;  the  word  was  God, 
And  muft  divinely  be  ador'd. 


•E 


i-o  HYMN     S. 

2  By  his  own  pow'r  were  all  things  made, 
By  him  fupported  all  things  ftand  j 
He  is  the  whole  creation's  head, 
And  angels  fly  at  his  command. 


3  Ere  fin  was  born,  or  Satan  fell, 
He  led  the  hoft  of  morning  ftars  ; 
Thy  generation  who  can  tell, 

Or  count  the  number  of  thy  years  ? 

4  But  lo,  he  leaves  thofe  heav'nly  forms, 
The  Word  defcends  and  dwells  in  clay. 
That  he  may  hold  converfe  with  worries, 
Drefs'd  in  fuch  feeble  flefh  as  they. 

5  Mortals  with  joy  behold  his  face, 
Th'  eternal  Father's  only  Son  ; 
How  full  of  truth  !  how  full  of  grace  ! 
When  thro'  his  eyes  the  Godhead  flione  ! 

6  Archangels  leave  their  high  abode, 
To  learn  new  myft'ries  here  and  tell 
The  love  of  our  defcending  God, 
The  glories  of  I mmanuel. 

HYMN  CCVII.   CM.    Doddridge. 
Door. 

l/obfit  x.   7,9,  16. 

J      A  "WAKE,  our  fouls,  and  blefs  his  name, 
jT"\,   Whofe  mercies  never  fail  ; 
Who  opens  wide  a  door  of  hope 
In  Achor's  gloomy  vale. 


H    Y    M    N    S. 


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2  Behold  the  portal  wide  difblay'dv 
The  building  ftrong  2nd  fair  ; 
Within  are  paftures  frefli  and  green, 
And  living  ftreams  are  there. 

3  Enter,  my  foul,  with  cheerful  hafte, 
For  Jefus  is  the  door  ; 

Nor  fear  theferpent's  wily  arts, 
Nor  fear  the  lion's  roar. 


4  O  may  thy  grace  the  nations  lead, 
And  Jews  and  Gentiles  come, 
AH  traveling  thro'  one  beauteous  gate 
To  one  eternal  home. 


H  Y  M  N  CCV1II.     C.  M.     James  Kitty 
Eternity  and  Deity  of  Clirift. 


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AIL  !  hjghjj  exalted,  righteousjpan, 
Fird  of  the  ways  of  God  ! 
Whofe  wor&  of  love  in  thee  began, 
As  witnefs'd  by  thy  blocd. 

2  Before  the  fons  of  God  declar'd 


With  fhouts  their  folemn 


Or  fongs  of  morning  (tars  were  heard, 
As  pure  without  alloy  : 

3  Thy  early  day  proclaimed  thee  then, 
The  fir  ft  born  child  of  grace  : 
Great  reprefentative  of  men, 
Before  the  Father's  face.       • 


4  The  great  invifible  we  fee, 
In  thee,  and  thee  alone  i 


l7f  HYMNS. 

To  men,  and  angels  out  of  thee, 
The  Godhead  is  unknown. 

5  God's  noble  works  mine  in  thy  face, 
Thou  his  infinite  thought  ; 
Creation,  providence,  and  grace, 
In  thee,  decreed  and  wrought. 

HYMN   CCIX.     CM.     Peacock. 

Forgiver  of  Sin. 
Matt.  ix.  z.    Co!oJJ.  i.  ,4.    pja.  c;;;.  3, 

1  \KTHJ)T  lavinS  Pow'r>  what  grace  divine, 
V  V      To  Jefus  doth  belong  ; 
Jerus  the  molt  delightful  theme 
Of  each  believer's  fong.  • 

2  'Tis  the  divine  prerogative 
Of  him,  whom  we  adore  : 

x  a.uu..  a..u  cn^fs  jjfe  to  give, 
1  °  lC'^a  condemn'd  befo^Mitfi* 

3  His  miracles,  his  pow'r  proclaim  j 
His  grace  in  them  expreft, 
InviFes  the  weak  and  helplefs  foul 
Beneath  his  care  to  reft. 

4  "  Be  of  good  cheer,"  the  Saviour  cries, 
"  Behold  thy  fins  forgiv'n  ;" 

And  (trait  the  pardon  ratifies, 
And  feals  our  peace  with  heav'n. 

5  Sinners  with  pleaing  wonder  hear. 
Salvation's  joyful  found  ;  '  *• 
While  hop-,  and  love,  their  brenft  infpire, 
His  praites  they  refourul. 


H    Y    M    N    S.  173 


HYMN  CCX.    C.  M.     John  Relly. 

Free  Gift. 
John,  \\\.  16.     i  John,  v.  10,  u. 

1  JfT^IS  not  of  him  that  weeps  and  prays  5 

J_     The  gift  of  God  is  free  ; 
'Tis  Jefus'  pray'r,  his  groans  and  cries, 
Which  mall  accepted  be. 

2  'Tis  in  the  Lamb's  abafement  low, 
We  are  receiv'd  of  God  : 

Lo  !  nothing  is  there  good,  we  know, 
But  Jefus,  and  his  blood. 

3  'Tis  thro'  his  death,  and  off'ring  up 
On  the  accurfed  wood, 

That  we  areprivileg'd  to  fup 
With  him  our  Lord,  and  God. 

4  'Tis  thro'  his  refurreclion  pow'r 
We  live  the  life  of  faith  : 

In  his  dear  body,  we  are  more 
Than  eonq'rors  over  death. 

5  When  he  afcended  up  on  high, 
Lo  !  we  afcended  then  ; 

He  captive  led  captivity, 
Receiving  gifts  for  men. 

6  Yea,  for  rebellious  men  he  fu'd, 
That  God  with  them  might  dwell ; 
And  when  his  wounded  form  he  fhew'd, 
The  fpirit  on  them  fell. 

f  Allpraifeto  him,  our  God,  our  friend, 
Who  hniuYd  all  for  us  ;  • 

We  blefs  the  love,  which  hath  no  end. 
Revealed  on  the  crofs. 

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ity  HYMN    S: 

HYMNCCXI.     CM.    James  Relly 

Fulncfs  in  Chrift. 

ColoJJ'.  ii.  9.  i.  19.     Jobfiyi.  16, 

i      A   LL  fulnefs  in  the  Lamb  we  view  ; 
£x.  To  look  befide  him,  lofs  : 
He's  only  holy,  juft,  and  true  ; 
All  elfe  is  dung,  and  drofs. 

2  There  dwells  in  him,  as  ftain'd  with  bloody 
Jehovah's  pow'r  and  name  ; 

Greatly,  from  everlafting,  God, 
Yea,  when  the  flaughter'd  Lamb. 

3  In  him  we  know  the  holy  bride       9 
All  gather'd  into  one; 

She  looks  out  thro*  his  bleeding  fide, 
With  ail  her  beauties  on* 

4  In  him  we  fee  God's  heav'n,  our  earth, 
In  perfeft  peace  agree  : 

This  gives  our  one  new  man,  its  birth, 
And  fets  our  nature  free. 

5  His  purg'd  humanity  is  our's, 
And  in  it  now  we  prove, 

A  feat  above  the  heav'nly  pow'rs, 
Fix'd  in  the  Father's  love. 

6  New  heav'ns,  new  earth,  we  now  polTefs  5. 
Beulah,  that  blefled  field, 

Where  dwells  eternal  righteoufnefs  ; 
And  God's  our  fun,  and  (hield. 
• 

7  Here's  nothing  hurtful  to  deftroy  -r 
The  holy  mountain's  here  ; 


HYMNS.  175 

No  curfe,  nor  fin,  for  to  annoy, 
No  torment,  guilt,  nor  fear. 

8  Of  Jefus  we  will  never  ceafe 
To  fing,  as  we  began  ; 
In  whom  there  dwells,  in  perfect  peace, 
God,  and  his  darling  man. 

HYMN  CCXII.    C.  M.    Doddridge, 

Giver  ot  True  Liberty. 

John,  viii.  36.     Luke,  iv.  j8.     Zecb.ix.  u, 

i  TJARK !  for  'tis  God's  own  Son  that  calls 
JLJL  To  life  and  liberty  ; 
Tranfported  fall  before  his  feet, 
Who  makes  the  pris'ners  free. 

2  The  cruel  bonds  of  fin  he  breaks, 
And  breaks  old  Satan's  chain  ; 
Smiling  he  deals  thofe  pardons  round. 
Which  free  from  endlefs  pain. 

3  Into  the  captive  heart  he  pours 
His  fpirit  from  on  high  ; 

We  lofe  the  terrors  of  the  flave, 
And  Abba  Father,  cry, 

4  Shake  off  your  bonds,  and  fing  his  grace  j 
The  finner's  friend  proclaim  ; 

And  call  on  all  around  to  feek, 
True  freedom  by  his  name. 

5  Walk  on  at  large,  'till  you  attain 
Your  Father's  houfe  above  ; 

There  (hall  you  wear  immortal  crownf, 
And  fmg  immortal  love. 


176  HYMNS. 

HYMN  CCXIIL    C.  M.    James  Relly. 

God  with  Us. 

Matt.  i.  23.     Rom.  viii.  31.     Pfa.  xlvi.  2,  3. 

1  TT^MMANUELisGodwithme, 
Pv  In  our  exalted  Lamb  ; 

In  whom  I'm  reconcil'd  and  free, 
Al]  praife  attend  his  name* 

2  His  Ton  (hip  proves  my  fin  forgiv'n, 
Makes  my  falvation  fure, 
Prepares  for  me  a  feat  in  heav'n, 
And  keeps  my  joy  iecure. 

3  In  him  accepted  ;  and,  as  him, 
Receiv'd  in  realms  above  ; 
In  him  I  triumph,  foar,  and  fwim 
In  everiafting  love. 

4  All  my  religion,  and  my  life, 
Art  thou,  my  Lamb,  my  God  ; 
I'm  fix'd,  from  hence  my  future  ftrife 
Shall  be,  to  praife.  thy  blood. 

HYMN  CCXIV.     C.  M.     Original. 

Grace  in  Chrift,  before  the  World  began. 
Tit.  \.  2.     Epbef,  iii.  2.     1  Tim.  i .  9. 

1  JrjpWAS  nnifh'd,  faith  the  faithful  God, 

Jt      Before  the  world  itfelf  began  : 
The  ranfom  of  a  Saviour's  blood, 
From  everiafting,  flow'd  for. man. 

2  Ere  Satan  dar'd  th'  Eternal  King ; 
Ere  Eden  faw  the  morning  fun  ; 
Ere  Eve  had  felt  the  Serpent's  fling  ; 
Thy  perfect  will,  O  God,  was  done. 


HYMNS.  177 

3  Before  that  Adam  difobey'd, 
Himfelf,  and  ail  his  fons  were  thine : 
Thofe  works,  thy  life,  thy  death  difplay'd, 
Confirm  eternity's  defign. 

4  Jefus  from  earth's  foundation  flain  ! 
Worthy  art  thou,  thrice  worthy,  Lord  ! 
To  ever  live,  and  rule,  and  reign, 

By  angels,  and  by  men,  ador'd. 

HYMN  CCXV.    C.  M.  Toplady's  Coll 

Grace  Triumphant  in  Jefus. 
Efbef.  ».  8,  9.     Rcm.v.  21.     Pfa.  xlv.  3,4. 

1   T  TAIL  !  mighty  Jefus,  how  divine 
J7X   Is  thy  victorious  fword  ! 
The  itoutefi:  rebel  muft  refign 
At  thy  commanding  word. 

^  ^v^P  a.v  tuc  wyunas  my  arrows  give  ; 
They  pierce  the  hardeft  heart : 
Thy  fmiles  of  grace,  the  flain  revive, 
And  joy,  fucceeds  to  fmart. 

3  Still  gird  thy  fword  upon  thy  thigh, 
Ride  with  majeftic  fway  : 

Go  forth,  fweet  Prince,  triumphantly, 
And  make  thy  foes  obey. 

4  And,  when  thy  vicTries  are  complete  ; 
When  all  the  chofen  race 

Shall  round  the  throne  of  glory  meet, 
To  fing  thy  conq'ring  grace  ; 

5  O  may  my  humble  foul  be  found 
Among  that  favour'd  band  ! 

And  I,  with  them,  thy  praife  will  found 
Throughout  Immanuel's  land. 


iy-S  H     Y     M     N     S. 

HYMN  CCXVI.     C.  M.    John  Murray. 

Grace  of  the  Lord  Jefus,  it  is  Sufficient. 
2  Cor.  xii.  o.     Ca'i.  ii.  21. 

1  T&  /TY  God,  fir.ee  I  can  call  thee  mine, 

±V -L   And  m'ne  {^ou  ^ure'y  ait  '> 
Wiry  mould  I  ever  once  repine, 
In  language,  or  in  heart. 

2  Alas  !  the  caufe  is  clearly  feen, 
From  whence  thefe  murm'rings  rife; 
My  parents  fold  me  imder  fin, 

How  deep  the  evil  lies  ! 

3  Within  my  members  there's  a  law, 
That  wars  againit  my  mind, 
Which  ilrives  my  fpirit  itiil  to  draw 
From  thee,  the  good,  and  kind. 

4  With  buffet  ting  my  foul  is  lore, 
But  this  is  Satan's  part  ; 

.The  thorn  within  the  fiefh,  (till  more. 
Inflicts  the  poignant  fmart. 

5  Great  God  !   attend  thy  fuppiiant's  pray'r, 
Whilit  I  for  fuccour  call  ! 

And  pour  into  thy  fervant's  ear 
The»words  thou  fpak'ft  to  Paul. 

6  Then  in  thy  grace  fecure  I'll  reft, 
'Twill  be  fufficient  found  ; 

'Till  caught  from  earth  to  heav'n,  I'mbleft, 
With  life,  and  glory  crown'd. 

HYMN  CCXVII.     L.  M.     Watts. 

Glory  and  Grace  in  Immanuel. 

I  Cor.  '.31.     2  Cor.  x.  17.      JJj.  x!v.  15. 

OW  to  the  Lord  a  noble  fong  ! 
Awake  my  foul,  awake  my  tongue  ; 


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HYMN     S.  179 

Hofanna  to  th'  eternal  name, 

And  all  his  boundlefs  love  proclaim, 

2  See  where  it  fhines  in  Jefus'  face, 
The  brighter!  image  of  his  grace  : 
God,  in  the  perfon  of  his  Son, 

Has  all  his  mightieft  works  outdone. 

3  The  fpacious  earth,  and  fpreading  flood, 
Froclaim  the  wife,  the  pow'rful  God, 
And  thy  rich  glories  from  afar 
Sparkle  in  ev'ry  rolling  ftar  : 

4  But  in  his  looks  a  glory  ftands, 
The  nobieft  labour  of  thine  hands  : 
The  pleaflng  luftre  of  his  eyes 
Outfhines  the  wonders  of  the  fkies. 

5  Grace  !  'tis  a  fweet,  a  charming  theme  ; 
My  thoughts  rejoice  at  Jefus'  name  ! 
Ye  angels,  dwell  upon  the  found  ; 

Ye  heav'ns  reflect  it  to  the  ground  ! 

6  Oh,  may  I  live  to  reach  the  place 
Where  he  unveils  his  lovely  face  ! 
Where  all  his  beauties  you -behold, 

And  fing  his  name,  to  harps  of  gold  !  • 

H  Y  M  N  CCXVI1I.     L.  M.     James  Rellx. 

Glorificaiion  with  Chrift. 

Rom.  viii.  29,  30.     'John,  xvii.  24.     Ifa.  lxvi.  28. 

1   "QY  grace  we  know,  to  us  it's  clear, 

J3  When  Chrift,  our  Saviour,  (hall  appear, 
We  (hall  be  like  him,  O  what  blifs  ! 
For  we  mall  fee  him  as  he  is. 


1 80  HYMNS. 

2  When  as  he  is,  we  him  defcry, 
Infpirit's  light  and  my  fiery  ; 
Unnumber'd  beauties  in  him  mine, 
Beauties  of  God,  and  man  divine  : 

3  Beauties  of  holinefs  and  grace, 
Adorn  our  Saviour's  lovely  face  ; 
Eternal  truth  and  righteoufnefs 
Doth  he,  in  purity,  poflef  s. 

4  When  as  he  is,  we  him  do  fee, 
From  ev'ry  fpot  and  wrinkle  free  : 
How  glorious  is  the  worthy  Lamb  ! 
How  venerable  is  his  name  ! 


5  But,  O  what  glorious  grace  is  this  ! 
That  when  we  fee  him  as  he  is, 
We  fee  ourfelves,  and  are  aflur'd 
That  we  are  lrke  our  deareft  Lord. 


6  As  we  his  myftic  falnefs  are, 

He  gives  us  each  a  member's  (hare 
In  all  his  grace  :  the  favour'd  bride 
Is  with  his  likenefs  fatisfied. 


HYMN  CCXIX.     S.  M.     James  Relly 

Heir  of  all  Things. 
Heb.  i.  2.     John,  xvii.  2. 

1  A   LL  things  deliver'd  are 
Z  JL   To  Jefus,  as  the  Son  ; 

Whilft  we,  in  all  things,  with  him  fharc, 
With  him,  forever  one. 

2  We  were  the  Father's  love  j 
Us  to  his  Son,  he  gave  5 


H    Y    M    N    S.  18 1 

Where  we  his  life,  and  fulnefs,  prove, 
And  in  him  glory  have. 

3  To  us  he  gave  all  grace, 
In  Chrift,  the  man  divine  ; 
And  we  in  him,  before  his  face, 
In  perfect  beauty  fhine. 

4  There's  none  can  know  the  Son, 
Or  witnefs  who -he  is-: 

But  he  who's  with  the  Father  one, 
His  love,  and  righteoumefs  ! 

5  We  in  perfection  dwell, 
Where  we  the  Father  fee  ; 

As  one  with  him,  we  now  can  tell 
The  Son's  the  man  that's  free. 

HYMNCCXX,    L.M.  Peacock, 

Image  of  the  Invifible. 

Heb.  i.  3. 

NOW  in  the  face  of  Jefus,  we 
God's  brighteft  form  of  glory  fee  % 
beaming  with  mild  and  heav'nly  rays, 
He  all  his  Father's  grace  difplays. 

2  Bleft  image  of  th'  eternal  God, 
Here  his  rich  glories  mine  abroad-; 
With  a  refplendent  luftre  mine 

His  pow'r,  his  truth,  and  love  divine. 

3  Of  all  creation  the  fir  ft  born  ; 

Of  all  that  heav'n's  bright  courts  axiom, 
He  as  a  prince,  and  fov'reign  reigns, 
Almighty  pow'r  bis  throne  Aiftains. 

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i$2  H    Y    M    N    S. 

4  See  Jefus  our  exalted  head, 

By  whom  the  heav'ns,  and  earth,  were  made  ; 
Subjected  to  his  high  command, 
Thrones,  kingdoms,  and  dominions  ftand. 

5  It  pleas'd  th'  eternal  Fulnefs  well, 
In  Chrift  the  Lord  alone  to  dwell  ; 
From  this  rich  fountain  freely  flows 
Complete  relief  for  all  our  woes. 

HYMN  CCXXI.     C.  M.     James  Relly, 

Juftifier  of  the  Ungodly. 
Rom.  lv.  5.  v.  6,  8. 

i  fT^HE  man  who  works  not,  but  believes 
JL     On  him  who  juftifies 
Ungodly  fouls,  in  Chrift  receives 
The  life,  that  never  dies. 

2  Our  Saviour  full  atonement  made, 
When  for  our  fins  he  died  ; 

And,  when  he  left  death's  gloomy  made, 
Our  perfons  juftified. 

3  Who  (hall  condemn  ?  'twas  Jefus  died, 
'Twas  Jefus  rofe  again  ; 

He  with  himfelf  hath  justified 
The  ilnful  fons  of  men. 

4  In  hope  of  what  in  Chrift  I  am, 
Rejoicing,  I  believe, 

Againft  my  hopelefs  guilt  and  fhame, 
And  thus,  by  faith,  I  live. 

HYMN  CCXXII.    C.  M.    Watts. 

Kingdom  of. Chrift. 

Rom.  XI.  15.     Pfa.  lxxxix.  29.     Zecb.  ix.  10. 

i  "       O,  what  a  glorious  fight  appears 
|  j  To  our  believing  eyes  ! 


HYMNS.  if  3 

The  earth,  and  Teas  are  pafs'd  away, 
And  the  old  rolling  fkies. 

2  From  the  third  heav'n,  where  God  I'efides, 
That  holy,  happy  place, 

The  New  Jerusalem  comes  down, 
Adorn'd  with  (Lining  grace. 

3  Attending  angels  fhout  for  joy,  . 
And  the  bright  armies  ling, 

"  Mortals,  behold  the  facred  feat 
Of  your  defcendingKing* 

4  The  God  of  glory  dow'rj  to  men* 
Removes  his  bleft  abode  ; 

Men,  the  dear  objects  of  his  grace,, 
And  he,  the  loving  God. 

5  His  own  foft  hand  (hall  wipe  the  tears 
From  ev'ry  weeping  eye, 

And  pains,  and  groans,  and  griefs,  and  fearsr 
And  death  itfelf  mall  die." 

6  How  long,  dear  Saviour,  O  how  long  ! 
Shall  this  bright  hour  delay  ? 

Fly  fwifter  round  ye  wheels  of  time, 
And  bring  the  welcome  day. 

HYMN  CCXXIII.    P.M.  Madan'sM 

Kingdom  of  Chrift  over  All. 
Matt.  iv.  16.     Rev.  xix.  6.     pfa   Ixxii.  8,    Pb'J.  iv.  4* 

I  T)  EJOICE,  the  Lord  is  King, 
J[\^  Your  God  and  King  adore  ; 
Mortals  give  thanks,  and  fing, 
And  triumph  ever  more  ! 


i$4  H    Y    M    N:    S. 

Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  faints,  rejoice. 

2  Rejoice,  the  Saviour  reigns. 
The  God  of  truth  and  love  ; 
When  he  had  purg'd  our  ftains, 
He  took  his  feat  above  : 

Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice. 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  faints,  rejoice* 

3  His  kingdom  cannot  fail, 

He  rules  o'er  earth,  and  heav'n ; 
The  keys  of  death  and  hell 
Are  to  our  Jefus  giv'n  : 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice,, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  faints,  rejoice. 

4  He  all  his  foes  (hall  quell, 
•  Shall  all  our  tins  deftroy.j 

And  ev'ry  bofom  fwell 

With  pure  feraphic  joy  : 

Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice* 

Rejoice  aloud,  ye  faints,  rejoice. 

1  K.ejoice  in  glorious  hope, 
Jefus  the  judge  mall  come, 
And  take  his  fervants  up 
To  their  eternal  home  : 
We  foon  fhaH  hearth*  archangel's  voice, 
The  trump  of  God  mall  found,  rejoice. 

H  Y  M  N  CCXXIV.     L.  M.     Peacock. 

Lamb  flam  before  the  Foundation  of  the  World. 

Rev.  v.  6.     i  Pet.- 1.  20. 

OW  fhall  our  feeble  lips  proclaim 
The  honours  of  the  Saviour's  name  ? 


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HYMNS.  i85 

Or  how  the  gratitude  declare, 
Our  hearts  inflam'd  to  JefUs  bear  ? 

2  To  manifeft  his  wond'rous  love, 
Behold  he  leaves  the  worlds  above  5 
From  climes  of  blifs  beyond  the  fky,. 
Swift  he  defcends,  to  bleed  and  die, 

3  Lo,  he  again  from  death  revives, 
Jefus  the  great  Redeemer  lives  ; 
High,  feated  on  his  Father's  throne, 
He  fheds  his  choiceft  blelFings  down.. 

HYMN  CCXXV.     L.  M.    Fawcett, 
Lamb  of  God  bearing  away  Sin, 

Jchriy  i.  36.     Rev.  v.  12. 

EHOLD  the  fin  atoning  Lamb, 
With  wonder,  gratitude,  and  love  |  * '-' 

To  take  away  our  guilt  and  fhame, 
See  him  descending  from  above* 


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2  Our  fins,  and  griefs  on  him  were  laid; 
He  meekly  bore  the  mighty  load  j 
Our  ranfom  price  he  fully  paid, 

In  groans,  and  tears,  in  fweat,  and  blood, 

3  To  fave  a  guilty  world  he  dies  ; 
Sinners,  behold  the  bleeding  Lamb  f 
To  him  lift  up  your  longing  eyes, 
And  hope  for  mercy  in  his  name. 

4^  Pardon  and  peace  thro'  him  abound  $ ; 
He  can  the  richeft  blefllngs  give  , 
Salvation  in  his  name  is  found, 
He  bids  the  dying  fmner  live* . 

Ra 


i86  H    Y    M    N    S* 

5  Jefus,  my  Lord,  I  look  to  thee  ; 
Where  elfe  can  helplefs  finners  go  ? 
Thy  bound lefs  love  (hall  fet  me  free 
From  all  my  wretchednefs  and  woe. 

HYMN  CCXXVL     L.  M.  James  Relj 
Light  of  the  World. 
Jqbny  i.  9.     Ifa.  Ixi  1,  3. 

1  TT  TE  now  arife,the  light  is  come, 
W     The  glory  of  the  Lord  appears  5 
No  more  in  darknefs  may  we  roam, 
Expos'd  to  guilt  and  many  fears. 


2  The  day  fpring  glorious  from  on  high, 
Beams  forth  in  brightnefs  all  divine  j 
Our  nightly  fears  and  troubles  die, 
Whilftwe  in  perfect  beauty  fhine. 


$  The  Godhead's  glory  rinrig  bright 
On  us,  in  Chrift  theheav'niy  man, 
Declares  us  perfect  in  his  fight, 
Whiift  we  admire  the  gracious  plan. 

4.  What  e'er  we  loft,  we  here  regain  ; 
The  end  of  all  our  toil  is  come, 
Nor  fin,  nor  curfe,  doth  here  remain, 
We  reft  in  God,  our  nativehome. 

5  There  in  our  nature  greatly  bleft, 
And  purgM  from  ev'ry  ill,  thro'  blood, 
Our  conicience  finds  eternal  reft. 
And  anfwers  peacefully  to  God. 


HYMNS.  i%Y 

HYMN  CCXXVII.    C.  M.    John  Relly. 

Lover. 

I  John,  iv.  9,  io,     Rom,  viii.  38,  35. 

1  TJOW  rich  the  love  !  my  Lord,  my  God  5> 

JLa.  For  me,  a  worm,  hath  died  j 
t  cr  me  he  fried  his  living  blood  ;. 
I  know  no  God  befide. 

2  The  fource  cf  all  my  happinefs 
Is  his  eternal  name ; 

Nor  is  there  ought  but  dung  and  drois 
Befides  my  deareft  Lamb. 

3  All  things  lhall  periih  but  the  word*. 
He  ftands  forever  fure \ 

Jefus  forever  is  the  Lord,. 
Let  ev'ry  pow'r  adore. 

4  This  word  madeflefrS,  in  Bethl'hem  fees**. 

Incarnate  was  in  me, 

In  me,  and  ail  the  fons  of  merr, 

That  he  our  head  might  be. 

5  Then  up  unto  our  head  we  look-, 
And  blefs  that  glorious  grace, 
Which  (hews  us  God's  eternal  book, 
Unfeal'd  in  Jefus'  face. 

H  YMN  CCXXVIII.     L.  M.    James  Relly, 

Made  S'n  tor  Us.. 

zJCor*  v.  21.     1  Pet.  iii.  18. 

2  TTrHILST  I  (ball  track  the  depth  of  Iovei 
W     Which  fo  tranfparently  doth  fhine3 
No  more  in  reafon's  path  I  rove>. 
To  fearcH  the  my  fiery  divine,, 


i88  HYMNS: 

2  From  all  that's  fenfual  flies  my- heart 
And  enters  deep  infinity, 

With  fpirits  bleft  to  bear  a  part, 
In  one  melodious  harmony. 

3  Our  fpreading  filth  contra&ed  clofe, 
Within  the  compafs  of  a  fpan, 
Affrights  the  child  from  calm  repofe, 
To  feel  the  mifery  of  man  : 

4  His  life  was  painful,  void  of  reft, 

Full  of  reproach,  contempt,  andfcorn; 
With  weighty  griefs  and  woes  oppreft, 
Till  all  chaftifements  he  had  borne. 


The  more  in  years  he  did  increafe, 
The  more  its  preflure  he  did  feel, 
'Till  time  drew  near  when  fin  fhould  ceafe, 
And  he  his  teflament  fhould  feal  j 

6  Then  fin  and  Satan  had  the  fway, 
To  vex,  accufe  him,  and  condemn, 
WhilftGod  did  all  bis  wrath  difplay, 
To  end  all  fin,  and  man  redeem. 

HYMN  CCXXIX.     P.  M.     James  Relly, 
Maker  of  All  Things  anew. 
R€"j.  xxi.  5.     Ifa.  lxv.  17. 

J  ITTHEN  favour'd  John  beheld- 
y  V     Tne  vifions  of  the  Lord, 
With  admiration  fill'd, 
He  heard  the  Father's  word 
Revealing,  what  his  purpofe  was, 
And  what  his  love  fhould  bring  to  pafs.' 


HYMNS,  189 

2  Thus  fpake  the  fov'reign  Lord, 
Whilft  on  his  throne  he  fat, 

"  Hear  ye  my  faithful  word  j 

Behold  I  will  create, 

And  make  all  things  in  love  anew  : 

Write  thou  thefe  words,  for  they  are  true.'* 

3  When  God  had  thus  declar'd 
The  fecret  of  his  will, 

The  man  who  was  prepar'd 

His  counfel  to  fulfil, 

Emphatically  fpake  to  John, 

And  faid,  "  Behold3  the  work  is  done  ► 

4  For  I  the  Alpha  am, 
And  the  Omega  too  ; 
You  in  this  facred  name, 
The  finifh'd  work  may  view,: 
I,  the  Beginning  and  the  End 

Of  all  the  joys  which  you  attend." 

HYMN  CCXXX.    P.  M.     John  Relly, 

Matter, 
Matt,  xxiii.  8,  10.     Efbef.  v'>  9.     CohJJ.  jy,  i, 

1  TESUS,  Matter,  in  thine  hand 
J    Lead  on  thy  family, 

'Till  we  all  poflefs  the  land, 
Thepromis'd  liberty  : 
There,  amidft  the  holy  throngs 
We  all  ihall  fee  thy  blifsful  face3 
Singing  one  eternal  fong 
To  Chrift,  the  God  of  grace. 

2  In  thy  bleeding  heart  (hall  we 
AH  find  our  bleft  abode  y 


190  HYMNS. 

Each  difowning  all  for  thee, 
Thou  wounded  Lamb  of  God  : 
There  pofTefling  all  we  want 
In  thy  rich  fulnefs,  holy  Lamb, 
Hence  we  all  are  now  content 
To  bear  thy  crofs  and  fhame. 

3  In  thy  fmitten  body,  we 
Are  pure  for  ever  more  ; 
Happy  to  eternity, 

We  will  the  Lord  adore  : 
•     We  in  Chrift,  our  ark,  abide, 
O'er  each  temptation  Mill  we  foar  ; 
We  difdain  the  fwelling  tide, 
And  foon  mall  reach  the  more. 

4  Farewell  all  this  world  below, 
And  all  that  earth  calls  good, 
We  rejoice  no  more  in  you, 
We  are  redeem'd  by  blood. 
Now  redeem'd  to  God  we  prove 
A  fafe  afylum  from  our  fears  ; 
All  the  heights,  and  depths  of  love, 
In  Jems'  blood  appears. 

HYMN  CCXXXI.     P.M.     James  Rell 

Matter  Builder. 

J  Cor.  \\\,  9.     EpheJ.  ii.20,  21,22. 

I   ^\7*E  are  God's  building,  is  the  word, 
j[     Rais'd  for  the  glory  of  the  Lord, 
W  here  he  delights  to  dwell  : 
In  Jefus,  rais'd  by  his  own  hand, 
This  building  ever  (hall  withftand 
The  hoftile  gates  of  hell. 

%  As  fkilful  builders  always  care 
Proper  materials  to  prepare, 


HYMNS.  191 

Needful  for  ftrength  and  grace ; 

So  did  he  choofe  us  in  our  head, 

Ere  time  commenc'd,  or  worlds  were  made, 

To  build  his  dwelling  "place. 

Such  no  untemper'd  mortar  ufe, 
But  juftly  will  the  fame  refufe 
For  what's  more  excellent  ; 
All  human  daubings  God  defpis'd  ; 
When  he  his  noble  building  rais'd, 
Chrift  was  the  ftrong'  cement. 

Would  you  the  {lately  pile  furvey, 
Its  beauty,  ftrength,  and  harmony  I 
Then  Chrift  Immanuel  fee  ! 
Where  all  perfections  in  him  meet, 
There  is  the  building  feen  complete, 
The  fum  of  all  is  He. 


'HYMN  CCXXXII.     S.  M.     John  Kelly. 
Mercy  Seat. 

1  Joktt  ii.  z.     Ran.  iii.  23. 

1  Ti  JTY  Saviour  for  me  bled 

jLVX  Upon  the  crofs's  wood  ;  • 

tor  me,  the  finner  me,  he  fhed 
His  rich  atoning  blood. 

2  For  my  offences  great 
He  died  a  curfed  death  ; 

And  wrought  Salvation  out  complete. 
To  be  enjoy 'd  by  faith. 

3  The  wine  prefs  he  did  tread, 
And,  thro'  his  bleeding  hd% 


19*  HYMN     S, 


His  fpirit,  in  abundance,  fhed 
On  bis  beloved  bride. 


4  Now  by  his  grace,  I  know 
That  I  am  one  of  them, 
For  whom  the  Saviour  died  below 
Upon  the  crofs's  ftem. 

HYMN  CCXXXIII.   P.  M.    Howard's  Colic 
Offices  of  Chrift. 

Matt,  iti.  5.     Mark,  vi.  56.     "JobnjXXx.  »$. 

1  OAGES  of  ancient  letter'd  times  ! 
l^  In  ev'ry  age  and  different  climes, 
For  wifdom  fam'd  among  mankind, 
Withdraw  your  thinly  fcatter'd  rays  ; 
Before  the  broad  o'er  pow'ring  blaze, 
Of  the  fuprem external  mind. 

2  Mercy's  great  year,  in  heav'n  i*rolI'd, 
By  feers  fucceeding  feers  foretold, 
"Was  now  with  folemn  pomp  unfeal'd, 
Light  of  the  world,  Meffiah  came, 

In  his  almighty  Father's  name, 
And  immortality  reveal'd 

3  Fill'd  with  his  Father's  ftrength,  he  taught ; 
The  dumb  in  rapture  fpeak  their  thought, 
The  lame  man  bounding  like  the  roe  : 
The  blind  looks  up  to  heav'n  ;  ftern  death 
Refigns  his  fpoil  -,  and  from  his  breath 
Fierce  demons  fhrink  to  (hades  below. 

4  O  works  of  pow'r,  O  works  of  love, 
Ethereal  embafTage  to  prove, 
That  ev'ry  rifing  doubt  control  ; 


HYMNS. 


93 


Earneft  of  love  and  pow'r  more  ftrong, 
Which  to  the  Ton  of  God  belong, 
To  heal  the  mis'ries  of  the  foul. 

5  Great  Prophet,  Saviour,  worthy  Thou 
That  ev'ry  knee  in  homage  bow, 
From  ev'ry  mouth  thy  praife  mould  flow  ; 
All  thy  commands  are  mild  and  juft, 
Thy  promife,  faithful  to  our  truft, 
Will  pardon,  peace,  and  heav'n  beftow. 

HYMN  CCXXX1V.    P.  M.    James  ftstur, 

Opener  of  the  Seals. 

Rev.v.  5.  iii.  7.    I/a.  xxii.  22. 

1  "XT  THAT  dazzling  glories  ftrike  mine  eye  ? 
W     How  infinite  the  myftery  ; 
What  truth  divine  doth  God  reveal, 
When  Judah's  Lion  breaks  the  feal ! 
Expounds  to  man  that  facred  book, 
Which  from  the  Father's  hand  he  took, 

a  Long  did  this  fecret  He  conceal'd 
In  God,  nor  was  it  yet  reveal'd  ; 
Nor  men,  nor  angels,  could  difcern, 
Nor  might  the  Father's  natu«re  learn  : 
Nor  was  there  found  a  worthy  one 
To  take  the  book,  and  look  thereon. 

3  But  to  difpel  our  gloomy  fears, 

A  Lamb  with  marks  of  death  appears ; 
Deep  wounds,  with  blood  exhaufted  vein* 
Denoted  that  he  had  been  ilain  : 
And  in  that  wounded  form  prevail'd 
To  read  the  book,  tho'  fev'n  times  feal'd. 
S 


194  HYMN     S. 

4  When  ev'ry  feal  is  open  broke, 
And  each  attending  voice  hath  fpoke, 
An  univerfal  filence  reigns, 
Whilft  he  the  facred  page  explains  : 
Yes  !  heav'n  itfelf  in  filence  waits, 
What  the  dear,  worthy  Lamb  relates. 

HYMNCCXXXV.     P.  M    Cennick, 

Prieft,  High  Prieft. 
Heb.  ix.  ii,  12. 

i     A     GOOD  High  Prieft  is  come, 
J7\.  Supplying  Aaron's  place, 
And  taking  up  his  room, 
Difpenfmg  life  and  grace  : 
The  law  by  Aaron's  priefthood  came, 
But  grace  and  truth  by  Jems'  name. 

2  My  Lord  a  prieft  is  made, 
As  fware  the  mighty  God, 
To  Iirael  and  his  feed  ; 
Ordain'd  to  offer  blood, 

For  finners  who  his  mercy  feak, 
A  prieft,  as  was  Melchizedek. 

3  He  once  temptations  knew, 
Of  ev'ry  fort  and  kind, 
That  he  might  fuccour  mew, 
To  ev'ry  tempted  mind  : 

In  ev'ry  point,  the  Lamb  was  tried 
Like  us,  and  then  for  us,  he  died. 

4  He  dies,  but  lives  again, 
And  by  the  altar  ftands  ; 
There  fhews  how  he  was  flain, 
Op'ning  his  pierced  hands. 


HYMN     S.  195 

Our  Prieft  abides,  and  pleads  the  caufe 
Of  us,  who  have  tranfgrefs'd  his  laws. 

5  I  other  Priefts  difclaim, 
And  laws,  and  offerings  too, 
None  but  the  bleeding  Lamb 
The  mighty  work  can  do  : 
He  mall  have  ail  the  praife,  for  he 
Hath  lov'd,  and  liv'd,  and  di'd  for  me; 

H  Y  M  N  CCXXXVI.     C.  M.     Watts; 

High  Prieft,  Merciful  and  Faithful. 
Reb.  ii.  17.  vii.  27. 

1  "\  T£  T^TH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace: 

V  V     Of  our  High  Prieft  above  j 
His  heart  is  made  of  tendernefs>; 
His  bowels  melt  with  love* 

2  Touch'd  with  a  fympathy  within, 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame  ; 

He  knows  what  fore  temptations  mean,. 
For  he  has  felt  the  fame. 

3  But  fpotlefs,  innocent,  and  pure,. 
The  great  Redeemer  flood, 
While  Satan's  fiery  darts  he  bore, 
And  did  refift  to  blood. 

4  He,  in  the  days  of  feeble  flefh, 
Pour'd  out  his  cries  and  tears, 
And  in  his  meafure  feels  afrelh 
What  ev'ry  member  bears. 

5  He'll  never  quench  the  fmoaking  flax, 
But  raife  it  to  a  flame  : 


1 96  HYMNS. 

The  bruifed  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  fcorns  the  meaneft  name. 

0  Then  let  our  humble  faith  addrefs 
His  mercy  and  his  pow'r, 
Welhall  obtain  deliv'ring  grace, 
In  the  diftrefling  hour. 

H  Y  M  N  CCXXXVII.  P.  M.   James  Relly, 

Reconciler  of  All  Things. 
2  Cor.  v.  19.    CohJJ.  i.  20,  21,  22. 

1  rT^HE  Father's  great  decree 

JL  "  In  Chrift  is  now  fulhTd  ; 
In  fpirit  there  we  fee 
All  things  are  reconcil'd, 
And  made  conformable  to  God, 
Wafh'dfrom  all  filth  in  Jefus'  blood. 

2  New  heav'ns,  and  earth,  we  fpy, 
With  hearts  of  God  infpir'd, 
Which  ancient  prophecy 
Foretold,  and  faints  defir'd  : 
That  Jefus  is  this  grace,  is  true, 
Where  old  things  ceafe,  and  all  is  new, 

3  New  nature,  pure,  divine, 
New  teftament  and  plan, 
New  glories  on  us  (nine, 

In  Chrift  the  heav'nly  man  ; 
Our  old  man  he  was  crucified 
And  loft  from  us  when  Jefus  died. 

4  'Tis  done !  we're  made  anew, 
And  our  intelligence 


H    Y    M    N     S.  tf| 

Receives  the  record  true  ; 

In  fpir it  we  commence 

That  perfect  man,  who  did  proclaim 

The  rirft,  and  la(t,  to  be  his  name. 

HYMN  CCXXXVMI.  P.  M.  John  Rellt. 

Redeemer. 

Epbef.  i.  7.     Celoff,  i.  14. 

1  "J%  JCY  Redeemer,  let  me  be 
J^VJL  Quite  happy  at  thy  feet, 
Still  to  know  myfelf  and  thee, 
Be  this  my  bitter  fweet : 
Look  upon  my  infant  ftate, 
And  with  a  father's  yearning  blefs  ; 
Don't  thy  ranfom'd  child  forget, 
Nor  leave  me  in  diftrefs. 


I  have  foolifhly  abus'd 
My  Saviour's  bleeding  love ; 
All  thy  gifts,  my  God,  mifus'd,. 
When  by  temptation  drove  : 
Juftly  I  deferve  to  be 
Forfaken  by  my  Lord  and  God  ; 
Yet  (hall  juftice  plead  for  me, 
For  whom  thou  medd'ft  thy  blood. 

Thy  bleft  fmiles,  my  gracious  Lord, 
Shall  cheer  my  drooping  heart  y 
I'm  inftrucled  in  thy  word 
That  thou  unchanging  art : 
Draw  me  to  the  depth  profound 
Of  all  thy  forrows,  blood  and  fweat. 
Palling  on,  thro'  ev'ry  wound,. 
Wwo  thy  mercy  feat.: 
S.2 


:9S  H    Y    M'    N     S. 

4  There,  reclining  on  thy  bread, 
Th'  eternal  Sabbath  find  ; 
Proving  in  thee  perfect  reft 
To  my  poor  lab'ring  mind  ! 
Waiting  'till  the  Lord  I  fee, 
And  be  like  him  forever  pure, 
At  the  heav'nly  jubilee 
This  blifsto  me  is  fure. 


HYMNCCXXXIX.    P.  M.  James  Relit, 
Saviour. 
Matt,  i,  xi.     A8tt  \r.  lz. 

i    TESUS,  the  Father's  richeft  grace, 
J    Anointed  to  behold  his  face, 
As  all  the  church  in  one  ; 
The  holy  promis'd  Shiloh,  he, 
In  whom  the  bride  mould  gather'd  be, 
As  one  beloved  fon. 


He  kept  us  in  his  Father's  name, 
Thro'  all  this  world  of  fin  and  fhame, 
So  that  there's  miffing  none  : 
Th'  torn  his  fide,  his  hands,  and  fccty 
His  body  ftill  preferv'd  complete, 
Without  a  broken  bone. 


3  He  kept  us  in  the  dreadful  hour, 

The  Father's  name,  his  love  and  pow'r 
Prefer v'd  the  fouls  he  gave  : 
His  future  glory  we  were  giv'n, 
Our  lofs,  had  been  his  lofs  of  h^av'By 
But  he  was  ftrong  to  fave. 


HYMNS.  zg* 

4  The  members  givrn  unto  thehead> 
One  fon,  one  perfect  body  made, 
The  darling  of  our  God  : 

He  gave  each  member's  curfe,  and  pride. 
To  die  the  death  when  Jefus  died, 
All  to  be  purg'd  with  blood. 

5  That  he  might  make  our  nature  clean, 
The  Father  laid  on  him  our  fin, 
Whilft  with  temptations  toft, 

Moft  dreadful  cries  were  heard,  with  bloody 
And  in  the  ftorm  and  wrath  of  God, 
Perdition's  fon  was  loft  ; 

6  Loft  from  the  Father's  piercing  fight^ 
Deep  buri'd  in  eternal  night ; 

Now  lies  the  man  of  fin  ; 
And,  loft  forever  from  our  view. 
When  we  in  fpirit  Jefus  know, 
And  with  him  enter  in. 

7  Now  are  the  fcriptures  all  fulfill'd 
In  Chrift  the  virgin's  promis'd  child,, 
Man  fav'd,  and  fin  condemn'd  : 
Brought  home  to  fee  the  Father's  face., 
Where  we  inherit  all  his  grace, 

And  are  by  him  efteem'd. 

HYMN  CCXL.     S.  M;    Original, 

Seeker  and  Saviour  of  the  Loft. 
Luke,  xix.io.    Exek.  xxxiv.  xi,  12, 15,  16. 

i    TESUS, 'tis  thine  to  feek, 
J    'Tis  thine  to  fave  by  grace, 
The  ruin'd,  wand'ring,  loft,  undone3 
Of  Adam's  guilty  race. 


200  HYMN    S. 

2  No  height,  nor  depth  of  fin, 
Of  wretchednefs,  nor  woe, 
Precluded,  Lord,  thy  boundlefs  love. 
To  helplefs  man  below. 

3  Deep  as  our  depths  of  guile, 
Didft  thou,  O  Chrift,  defcend  ; 
And  lo,  the  prodigal  is  found, 
Of  his  Almighty  friend. 

4  Come,  grateful  finners,  come, 
The  Seeker,  Saviour,  laud  ; 
Forever  blefs  his  gracious  name  ; 
And  praife  the  loving  God. 

HYMN  CCXLI.  P.M.  Whitfield's  QJf. 

Sinner's  Friend. 
Markt  ii.  16,  17.     Luke,  vii.  47. 

1  *\7*E  children  of  my  God, 

J[     Ye  dear  peculiar  race, 
Who're  wafh'd  in  Jems'  blood, 
And  fav'd  thro*  faith  by  grace. 
Attend  and  join  to  tell  his  Fame, 
Whom  John  the  Baptift  call'd  the  LambY 

2  From  all  eternity 

He  lov'd  the  finner's  train, 
His  love,  hrm  forc'd  to  die, 
Compell'd  him  to  be  (lain  : 
For  us,  and  in  our  ftead  he  flood, 
With  all  his  garments  roll'd  in  bloodi 

3  His  heart  he  fet  on  us 
When  we  were  enemies  ; 
And  on  th'  accurfed  crofs,. 
Amidft  his  tears  and  cries,, 


HYMNS.  201 

He  pray'd  for  us,  who  usM  him  fo, 
Father,  they  know  not  what  they  do  ! 

4  He  thought  upon  us,  when 
The  blood  ran  from  his  heart, 
In  all  his  grief  and  pain> 

In  all  his  chiefeft  fmart : 

Tho*  we  it  caus'd,  he  all  forgave, 

And  bare  it,  that  he  might  us  fave. 

5  Still  he  remains  the  fame, 
His  foes  he  loves,  and  cries, 
Believe  ye  in  my  name, 
Lift  up,  ye  loft,  your  eyes  ; 
Behold  me,  and  you  yet  (hall  live, 
I  freely  will  falvation  give. 

HYMN  CCXLII.  L.  M.    Addison's  Pfa,  23, 

Shepherd. 
Jokn,  x.  xi.    IJa.  xl.  n. 

1  fT^HE  Lord  my  pafture  (hall  prepare, 

J_     And  feed  me  with  a  (hepherd's  care  5 
His  prefence  (hall  my  wants  fupply 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye  j 
My  noon  day  walks  he  (hall  attend, 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend, 

2  When  in  the  fuJtry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirfty  mountains  pant, 
To  fertile  vales,  and  dewy  meads, 
My  weary,  wand'ring  fteps  he  leads 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  foft  and  (low, 
Amid  the  verdant  landfcape  flow. 


202  HYMNS. 

3  Tho'  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  ovcrfpread, 
My  ftedfaft  heart  (hall  fear  no  ill, 
For  thou,  O  Lord,  art  with  me  (till  ; 
Thy  friendly  crook  (hall  give  me  aid, 
And  guide  me  thro'  the  dreadful  (hade, 

4  Tho'  in  a  bare  and  rugeed  way, 
Thro'  devious  lonely  wi'iis  I  ftray, 
Thy  bounty  (hall  my  pains  beguile  ; 
The  barren  wildernefs  (hall  fmile, 

With  fudden  greens  and  herbage  crown.' d, 
And  ftreams  (hall  murmur  all  around. 


HYMNCCXLIII.    S.  M.     Origin  ax, 

Son  of  Man. 
Matt.  xx.  23.    Dan.  vii.  j 3,  14. 

j      A    WAKE  my  foul,  arife, 
Jj\.  Review  falvation's plan  : 
Behold  all  nature's  fov'reign  Lord 
The  Son,  the  Son  of  Man. 

2  What  need  of  further  proof, 
That  God  is  love  fupreme  ? 

Here  goodnefs,  mercy,  juftice,  grace, 
In  full  refplendence  beam. 

3  Will  Jefus  e'er  deny, 
This  title  which  he  wears  ? 

Sure  no — for  mid  his  glorious  thnone,. 
The  name  of  Man  he  bears. 

4  Then  truft  my  foul,  thy  All, 
To  God,  to  Man,  in  one : 

And  humbly  wait  the  coming  day, 
Which  crowns  the  perfect  Son, 


HYMN     b\  203 

HYMN  CCXLIV.     S.  M.  James  Relly. 

Sonfhip  fecure  in  Chrift. 
Heb,   ii.    10.        ;  John,    iii.    |» 

1  TTj^ROM  precept  and  demand, 
Jj     Free  from  all  fin  and  fear, 
Our  fonfhip  fhall  in  Jefus  ftand. 
Without  our  toil  or  care. 

2  None  but  the  Son,  fo  bleft, 
Can  God  as  Father  own  ; 
Until  we  are  the  Son  confeft, 
The  Father  is  unknown. 


3  O  the  amazing  grace 
We  have  in  Jefus  feen  ! 
The  glory  of  the  Father's  face, 
Without  a  veil  between. 


4  Now,  perfected  in  God, 
His  richeft  grace  we  prove, 
The  way  to  which  is  Jefus*  blood, 
The  proof  fupreme  of  love. 

HYMNCCXLV.    L.  M.    James  Relly, 

Unchangeable. 

Hek.  xii.8.  i.  xo,  it,  12; 

1  T -TERE  (hall  no  trouble  ordifmay 
JLjL  Reach  us,  nor  want,  nor  fin,  nor  (hame. 
For  Chrift  to  day  and  yefterday, 
And  to  eternity's  the  fame, 

a  Here  confummate  in  joy  and  peace, 
We  hail  that  wounded  bleeding  heart. 


204  HYMNS. 

Where,  fav'd  from  fin,  we'll  never  ceafe 
To  praife  the  Lamb  our  better  part. 

3  Now  all  things  in  one  period  turn  ; 
Sin  dare  no  more  to  mow  its  head  ; 
No  more  we  want,  nor  figh,  nor  mourn, 
On  ev'ry  foe,  we  conq'ring  tread, 

4  The  end  is  come,  God  hath  appetr'd, 
Aflum'd  our  fiefh,  and  blood,  and  bone  ; 
The  body  in  his  love,  prepar'd, 

Is  that,  where  Chrift  and  we  are  one. 

5  O  death  !  where's  now  thy  fling  and  curfe  ? 
Where's  now  thy  boafted  pow'r  and  might  ? 
We  feel  no  more  the  dread  remorfe, 

Nor  can  thy  terrors  us  affright. 

6  Glory  to  our  incarnate  God  ! 
We're  fav'd  in  him,  the  work  is  done ; 
He  leads  us,  by  the  Saviour's  blood, 
Up  to  the  glories  of  his  throne. 

HYMN  CCXLVI.     S.  M.  James  Relly. 

Vine, 

John,  xv.  5.    Rom.  xi.  16. 

1  TESUS,  the  grace  reveal'd, 
J    The  great  falvation  fhown, 
The  fum  of  love's  decrees  unfeal'd, 
The  plant  of  great  renown. 

2  Rais'd  by  the  Father's  grace, 
The  plant  of  his  right  hand, 
To  reprefent  before  his  face, 
The  fouls  from  ev'ry  land. 


HYMNS.  205 

3  Plant  of  the  Father's  care, 
On  whom  his  love  did  fhine  ; 
The  branches  in  him  hidden  were, 
'Till  he  grew  to  a  vine. 

4  TV  eternal  hufbandman, 
To  make  the  branches  pure, 
In  wifdom  infinite  began 
Our  barrennefs  to  cure. 

5  He  then  this  vine  would  drefs, 
Whilft  love  his  hand  did  urge, 
That  ev'ry  branch  in  righteoufnefs 
He  in  one  vine  might  purge. 

6  From  each  fuperfi'ous  fhoor, 
The  buds  of  man's  offence  ; 

This  to  deftroy,  he  purg'd  the  root, 
And  in  it  ev'ry  branch. 

HYMN  CCXLVII.     S.  M.     Wesley's  Gil. 
Way,  Truth  and  Life. 

John,  xiv.  6.  vj\  37,44,45. 

1  T  AM,  faith  Chrift,  the  Way  : 
J_  Now  if  we  credit  him, 

All  other  paths  muft  lead  aftray, 
How  fair  foe'er  they  feem. 

2  I  am,  faith  Chrift,  the  Truth  : 
Then  all  that  lacks  this  tefT, 
Proceed  it  from  an  angel's  mouth, 
Is  but  a  lie  at  beft. 

3  I  am,  faith  Chrift,  the  Life  : 
Let  this  be  feen  by  faith  ; 
It  follows,  without  further  ftrife, 
That  all  befides  is  death. 


206  HYMN     S; 

4  If  what  thofe  words  aver, 
The  Holy  Ghoft  apply  ; 
The  fimpleft  chriftfah  thai]  not  err, 
Nor  be  deceiv'd,  nor  die, 

H  YMN  CCXLVJII.  L.  M.    Doddridge, 
Wifdom,  Righteoufnefs,  Sanclification  and  Redemption. 

I  Cor.  i.  30,  31.     CokJJ,  ii.  3. 

J   *|i  [C  Y  God,  afiift  me,  -while  I  raife 
-LVX   An  anthem  of  harmonious  praife  ; 
My  heart  thy  wonders  mall  proclaim, 
And  fpread  its  banners  in  thy  name. 

2  In  Chrift,  I  view  a  (tore  divine  ; 
My  Father,  all  that  ftore  is  thine  ; 
By  thee  prepared,  by  thee  beftow'd  ; 
Hail  to  the  Saviour,  and  the  God  ! 

3  When  gloomy  fhades  my  foul  o'erfpread, 
u  Let  there  be  light,"  th'  Almighty  faid  ; 
And  Chrift,  my  fun,  his  beams  difplays, 
And  fcatters  round  celeftial  rays. 

4  Condemn'd,  thy  criminal  I  flood, 
And  awful  jufticeaficM  my  blood  ; 
That  welcome  Saviour  from  thy  throne 
Brought  righteoufnefs  and  pardon  down. 

5  My  foul  was  all  o'erfpread  with  fin, 
And  lo,  his  grace  hath  made  me  clean  : 
He  refcues  from  th'  infernal  foe, 

And  full  redemption  will  bedow. 

6  Ye  faints,  aflift  my  grateful  tongue  : 
Ye  angels,  warble  back  my  fong  : 
For  love  like  this  demands  the  praife 
Of  hcav'nly  harps,  and  endlefs  clays. 


HYMNS.  207 

HYMNCCXLIX.    CM.   James  Relly; 

Word  of  God. 

Jobn>  i.  1.     I  Peter,  i.  24,  25. 

1  f  I'^rT  unutterable  Word  thou  art, 

O  Chrift,  to  fons  of  men  ; 
Jehovah  fpake  thee  from  his  heart, 
And  worlds  exifted  then. 

2  He  fpake  thee  then  a  law,  to  aril 
The  glorious  hierarchy, 

And  firm  decreed  their  dreadful  fall* 
Who  would  not  worlhip  thee. 

2  By  thee,  he  rules  the  worlds  above, 
And  all  the  worlds  below  ; 
By  thee,  he  doth  his  grace  and  love* 
His  wrath  and  juftice,  ihew. 

4  Thou,  the  exalted  throne  of  grace, 
The  Father's  peaceful  feat, 
Where  we  with  joy  behold  his  face, 
And  wormip  at  his  feet. 

5  In  thee  now  fav'd,  no  more  we  fear 
The  curfe  of  Adam's  fall  j 

In  thee  with  boldnefs  we  draw  near 
To  God,  the  judge  of  all, 

HYMN  CCL.    L.  M.    Original 
Praifc. 

Pfa.  xviit.  46.     xxxlv.  1. 

1  TI70RTHY  art  thou,  the  Firft  of  Days, 
V  V     Forever  live,  forever  reign  -, 
All  bleffing,  glory,  pow'r  and  praife 
Be  thine,  from  earths  foundation  {lain. 


2o8  HYMNS. 

2  Ye  angels,  bow  at  Jefus'  feet. 
Let  elders  tune  their  harps  aloud. 
And  bending  from  the  radiant  feat, 
Triumphant  fpirits  fhout  the  God- 

3  Amen,  the  prime  archangel  cries, 
Amen— all  heav'n  returns  Atfnen  j 
Worthy  is  Chrift  the  earth  replies, 
And  worlds  repeat  the  glorious  drain; 


The  Atonement  of  Christ,    Who  hath 
made    Peace,  by     the   Blood    of    the 

Cross. 

HYMN  CCLI.    C.  M.    Watts. 

By  Jefus,  we  have  received  the  Atonement. 

Job.  \v,  17,  iS,  19.     Matt.  ix.  12,  13. 

3  TJTOW  is  our  nature  fpoil'd  by  fin  ! 
I  JL  Yet  nature  ne'er  hath  found 
The  way,  to  make  the  confeience  clean, 
Or  heal  the  painful  wound. 

2  In  vain  we  feek  for  peace  with  God 
By  methods  of  our  own  : 

Jefus,  there's  nothing  but  thy  blood 
Can  bring  us  near  the  thrtone. 

3  The  threat'nings  of  the  broken  law 
Imprefs  our  fouls  with  dread  : 

If  God  his  fword  of  vengeance  draw 
It  ftrikes  our  fpirits  dead. 


H    Y    M    K    S,  209 

4  But  thine  illuftrious  facrifice, 
Hath  anfwer'd  thefe  demands  : 
And  peace  and  pardon  from  the  ikies 
Come  down  by  Jems'  hand. 

5  Here  all  the  ancient  types  agree, 
The  altar,  and  the  Lamb  : 
And  prophets  in  their  vifions  fee 
Salvation  through  his  name. 

6  'Tis  by  thy  death,  we  live,  O  Lord  i 
'Tis  on  thy  crofs  we  reft  : 

For  ever  be  thy  love  ador'd, 
Thy  name  for  ever  bled. 

HYMNCCLII.    P.  M,  Toplady. 

Pleading  the  Atonement  of  the  Saviour, 
Ej.b.  vi.  18.     j*c£»>xvi.«3, 24, 

j  dT^  THOU,  who  didft  thy  glory  leave, , 
\^J?   Apoftate  finners  to  retrieve 
From  nature's  deadly  fall, 
If  thou  haft  bought  me  with  a  price, 
My  fins  againft  me  ne'er  (hall  rife, 
For  thou  haft  borne  them  all. 

2  And  waft  thou  puniuYd  in  my  Head  I 
Didft  thou  without  the  city  bleed 
To  expiate  my  ftains  ? 

On  earth  my  God  vouchfafd  to  dwell, 
And  made  of  infinite  avail, 
The  fufPrings  of  the  man. 

3  And  waft  thou  for  tranfgreffors  giv'n  ?.' 
And  did  th'  incarnate  King  of  Heav'aj 
For  us,  his  foes,  expire i 

Ti 


210  HYMNS. 

Amaz'd,  O  earth,  the  tidings  hear  f 
He  bore,  that  we  might  never  bear. 
His  Father's  righteous  ire. 

4  Ye  faints,  the  man  of  forrows  blefs, 
The  God,  for  your  unrighteoufnefs 
Deputed  to  atone  : 

Praife,  'till  with  all  the  ranfom'd  throng 
Ye  fmg  the  never  ending  fong, 
And  fee  him  on  his  throne. 

HYMN  CCLIII.     L.  M.     S.  Stennett. 

Acceptance,  in  the  Atonement  of  the  Beloved. 

Rom.  vii.  iS,  19,     Vh'il.  iv.  10. 

1   TJOW  fhall  the  fons  of  men  appear, 
j^  Great  God,  before  thine  awful  bar  ? 
How  may  the  guilty  hope  to  find 
Acceptance  with  th'  eternal  mind  ? 

1  Not  vows,  nor  groans,  nor  broken  cries, 
Not  tlie  mod  coitly  facrifice, 
Not  infant  blood  profufely  fpiir, 
Will  expiate  a  fmner's  guilt. 

3  Thy  blood,  dear  Jefus,  thine  alone, 
Hath  fov'reign  virtue  to  atone  : 
Here  we  will  reft  our  only  plea 
When  weapproach,  great  God,  to  thee. 

HYMN  CCLIV.  P.M.  Whitfield's  <M 

Praife. 

Eefbcs.  iii.  20,21. 

I  f^i  LORY  be  to  God  on  high, 
\JT  God  whofe  glory  fills  thefky  : 
Peace  on  earth  to  man  forgiv'n, 
Man,  the  well  belovM  of  heavrn> 


HYMNS.  21s 

2  Sov'reign  Father,  lieav'nly  King, 
Thee  we  now  prefume  to  (ing  ; 
Glad  thine  attributes  confefs, 
Glorious  all,  and  numberlefs. 

3  Hail  by  all  thy  works  ador'd, 
Hail  the  everlafting  Lord  ! 

Thee  with  thankful  hearts  we  prove, 
Lord  of  Pow'r,  and  God  of  love. 

4  Chrift  our  Lord  and  God  weown, 
Chrift  the  Father's  only  Son, 
Lamb  of  God  fur  finners  flain, 
Saviour  of  offending  man. 

5  Powerful  advocate  with  God, 
Juftify  us  by  thy  blood  ; 
Bow  thine  ear,  in  mercy  bow, 
Hear  the  world's  atonement  thou  I 

6  Hear  ;  for  thou,  O  Chrift,  alone  ; 
With  thy  gracious  Sire,  art  one, 
One  the  Holy  Ghoft,  with  thee, 
One  fupreme  eternal  Three. 


The  Wonders  of  Redemption,  celebrat. 
ed  in  Songs  of  Praise. 

II  Y  M  N  CCLV.     P.  M.     Knapp's  Pfalmody, 

The  Counfels  of  Redeeming  Love. 
Ifa.  xlix.  8.     Pfa.  xxx'iii.  if,     Heb.  ix.  u,  12. 

I  rr\W  Eternal  fpeaks  :  A]]  heav'n  attends  : 
X     Who  that  unhappy  race  defends, 
While juftice aims  the  blow? 
See  nature  tremble  at  their  fates  ; 


lit  HYMNS. 

Death  with  his  iron  fceptre  waits  : 
Hell  opes  her  adamantine  gates, 
And  triumphs  at  their  woe. 

2  Which  of  the  bright  celeftial  throng, 
With  love  fo  warm,  and  heart  (o  ftrong, 
Dares  languifh  on  a  erofs  ? 
Who  can  leave  liberty  for  chains  -? 
Abandon  ecftacy,  for  pains  ? 
What  angel  fortitude  fuftains 
Th'  ineftimable  lofs. 


3  He  faid  :  And  death  like  filence  reign'd  : 
Deep  was  their  awe  :  The  radiant  band, 
The  mighty  talk  declin'd. 

At  once,  heav'n's  Prince  the  filence  broke, 
And  ardent,  thus,  the  Sirebefpoke, 
"None,  but  thy  Son  can  ward  the  ftroke ; 
Then  let  the  tafk  be  mine. 

4  Mine,  be  the  feeble  infant  (late  ; 
Mine,  in  return  for  love,  be  hate  ; 
A  manger  be  my  throne. 

Pain,  when  thy  glory  calls,  is  blifs  ; 
When  man's  in  danger,  torture's  peace  $ 
Shame  praife ;  a  paradife  th'  abyfs  : 
Then  yield,  thy  darling  Son." 

5  Th*  Almighty  radiance  fmil'd  aflent  : 
Loud  was  the  fhout  that  ether  rent  : 
All  heav'n  was  in  amaze. 

"  Go,  my  lov'd  image,  faid  the  Sire  ; 
Be  born,  in  anguilh  to  expire  :" 
Earth  triumph  :  Angels  ftrike  the  lyre, 
T©  everlafting  praife* 


HYMNS.  213 

HYMN  CCLVI.  P.  M.  John  Relly, 

Jefus  Chrift,  the  Redeemer. 
Job,  xix.  25,  26,  27.     Ifa.  xxxv.  10.    2  Cor.  t.  14,  IS« 

i   TN  mine  own  flefh  I  fee 
J[  My  dear  Redeemer,  God  : 
And  in  that  body  he 
Redeemed  me  by  his  blood  : 
Made  one,  no  more  to  part  again, 
With  him  I  ever  (hail  remain. 

2  Bone  of  his  bone  I  am, 
And  evermore  (hall  be ; 
One  great  immortal  name 
Is  nam'd  on  him  and  me  : 

In  him,  complete,  I  now  pofTefs 
The  fulnefs  of  redeeming  grace. 

3  When  from  his  pierced  fide 
Came  forth,  in  bleeding  love, 
His  lov'd,  his  royal  bride, 
The  life  divine  to  prove  ; 

To  her  this  facred  truth  he  feal'd, 
That  all  her  maladies  were  heal'd. 

4  What  tho'  I  mortal  am, 
And  (hall  to  duft  return  : 
In  the  prevailing  Lamb 

I  unto  God  am  born  ; 

In  him  I  live  above  all  fear, 

Nor  fin,  nor  death,  can  reach  me  there. 

HYMN  CCLVII.     L.  M.    Steele, 


'E 


Redemption  by  Chrift  alone. 
Ifa.  x\.  6,  7,  8.     Rom.  viii.  22,  23.     I  Cor.  vi.  20. 

NSLAV'D  by  fin  and  bound  in  chains, 
Beneath  its  dreadful  tyrant  fway, 


2i4  HYMNS. 

And  doom'd  to  everlafting  pains, 
We  wretched,  guilty  captives  lay. 

2  Nor  gold  nor  gems  could  buy  our  peace  ; 
Nor  the  whole  world's  collected  ftore 
Suffice,  to  purchafe  our  releafe  ; 

A  thoufand  worlds  were  all  too  poor. 

3  Jefus  the  Lord,  the  mighty  God, 
An  all  fufficient  ranfom  paid  ; 
Invalu'd  price  !  his  precious  blood, 
For  vile  rebellious  traitors  fhed. 

4  Jefus  the  facrifice  became, 

To  refcue  guilty  fouls  from  hell  ; 
The  fpotlefs,  bleeding,  dying  Lamb 
Beneath  avenging  juftice  fell. 

5  Amazing  goodnefs  !  love  divine  ! 
O  may  our  grateful  hearts  adore 
The  matchlefs  grace,  nor  yield  to  (in, 
Nor  wear  its  cruel  fetters  more  ! 

6  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  love  purfue, 
The  glorious  work  it  has  begun, 
Each  fecret  lurking  foe  fubdue, 
And  let  our  hearts  be  thine  alone. 


HYMN  CCLVI1L     C,  M.     Watt's  Lyr. 

The  Glories  of  Redemption. 
Jfn.'i.  1,2,3.    Htb.\x,zS.     1  Petertu.  24. 


ATHER,  how  wide  thy  glory  mines  1 
How  high  thy  wonders  rife  ! 
Known  thro'  the  earth  by  thoufand  fignsx 
By  thoufands  thro'  the  fkies. 


'F 


HYMNS.  215 

2  Thofe  mighty  orbs  proclaim  thy  pow'r. 
Their  motions  fpeak.  thy  fkili ; 

And  on  the  wings  of  ev'ry  hour 
We  read  thy  patience  (till. 

3  Part  of  thy  narrre  divinely  ftands 
On  all  thy  creatures  writ, 

They  (hew  the  labour  of  thy  hands, 
The  imprefs  of  thy  feet. 

4  But  when  we  view  thy  grand  defign 
To  fave  rebellious  worms, 

Where  wifdom,  pow'r,  and  goodnefs  fhine, 
In  their  mod  glorious  forms  -, 

5  Our  thoughts  are  loft  in  reverend  awe ; 
We  love,  and  we  adore  ; 

The  holy  angels  never  faw 
So  much  of  God  before. 

6  Here  God  hath  made  his  nature  known, 
And  thought  can  never  trace, 
Which  of  his  glories  brighter!:  (hone, 
In  our  Redeemer's  face. 

7  O  the  fweet  myrVries  of  that  crofs 
Where  Jefus  lov'd  and  died  ! 
Her  n obi  eft  life  my  fpirit  draws 
From  his  dear  wounded  fide. 

8  Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb 
Adorn  the  heav'nly  plains  ; 

Sweet  cherubs  learn  Immanuei's  name. 
And  try  their  choiceft  (trains. 


:m6  HYMNS. 

9  O  may  I  bear  fotne  humble  part 
In  that  immortal  fong  ! 
Wonder  and  joy  (hall  tune  my  heart, 
And  love  command  my  tongue. 

HYMN  CCLIX.     P.  M.     Knapp's  Pfalmody. 

Redemption,  the  Wonder  of  Angels. 

Jfa.  Ixiii.  9.     1  peter,  i.  12*     Ef,bes.  in.  10,  11. 

1  TOEHOLD  that  fplendour  !  Hear  the  fhout  ! 
fj  Heav'n  opens  !   Angels  ilTue  out, 

And  throng  the  nether  fky. 
What  folemn  tidings  do  they  bring  ? 
Rapt  at  th*  approach  oflfr'el's  King, 
They  fpeak  the  Monarch  nigh. 

2  Why  does  the  King  approach  our  land  I 
Comes  he  with  thunder  in  his  hand, 
The  merit  of  our  crimes  ? 

Shepherds  be  glad  :   he  comes  with  peace, 
Not  wrath  but  univerfal  grace, 
To  blefs  e'en  diftant  climes. 

{  See  Heav'n's  great  heir,  a  woman's  fon  ! 
Behold  a  manger  is  his  throne  ! 
Nay,  fee  him  born  to  die  : 
Yours  is  the  guilt,  but  his  the  pain  : 
His  are  the  forrows,  yours  the  gain  : 
Then  let  his  praife  be  high. 

\.  Come,  mighty  King  !  the  grace  enhance, 
(A  (table  was  thy  palace  once) 
Dwell  in  thefe  hearts  of  ours  : 
Teach  us  to  praife  the  Father's  love> 
Till  bleft,  tranfported,  fir'd  above, 
Wefing  with  nobler  pow'rs. 


HYMN     S.  217 

HYMN  CCLX.     L.  M.     Episcopal  P/aL 

Praife. 
Ffa.  xlviil.  1, 10.     Jxvi.  1,  2.     Judct\.  2.5. 

1  A    LL  glorious  God,  what  hymns  of  praife 
jf"\_  Shall  our  tranfported  voices  raife  -, 
What  ardent  love  and  zeal  are  due, 
While  heav'n  ftands  open  to  our  view  ? 

2  Once  we  were  fall'n,  and  O  how  low  ! 
Juft  on  the  brink  of  endlefs  woe  ; 
When  Jefus,  from   the  realms  above, 
Borne  on  the  wings  of  boundlefs  love; 

3  Scatter'd  the  (hades  of  death  and  night, 
And  fpread  around  his  heav'nly  light  ■ 
By  him,  what  wond'rous  grace  is  (hewn 
To  fouls  impov'rifh'd  and  undone  ! 

4  He  (hews,  beyond  thefe  mortal  (ho res, 
A  bright  inheritance  as  ours  ; 
Where  faints  in  light  our  coming  wait, 
To  (hare  their  holy,  happy  (late  ? 


Free,  Complete,  and  Finished  Salva- 
tion, afcribed  unto  the  Just  God,  and 
the  Saviour. 

HYMN  CCLXI.  P.M.  Whitfield's  Coif. 

Salvation,  it  is  finiftied. 

Jobtt,  six.  30.    Exod.  xiv.  13.     Rem.  it*.  23,  24. 

I  TTTMS  finiuYd,  the  Redeemer  faid, 

J^     And  meekly  bow'd  his  dying  head  ; 
Wbilft  we  this  fentence  fcan, 

U 


2)8  HYMNS. 

Come,  Tinners,  and  obrervc  the  word, 
Behold  the  conquefts  of  our  Lord, 
Complete  for  helplefs  man. 

2  Finifh'd  the  righteoufnefs  of  grace, 
Finifh'd  for  tinners,  pard'ning  peace  j 
Their  mighty  debt  is  paid  : 
Accufinglaw  cancel'd  by  blood, 
And  wrath  of  an  offended  God, 

In  fweet  oblivion  laid. 

3  Who  now  (hall  urge  a  fecond  claim  ? 
The  law  no  longer  can  condemn, 
Faith  a  releafe  can  (hew  ; 

Juftice  itfelf  a  friend  appears, 
The  prilon  houfe  a  whifper  hears, 
Loofe  him,  and  let  him  go. 

4  O  unbelief,  injurious  bar  ! 
Source  of  tormenting,  fruitlefs  fear, 
Why  dolt  thou  yet  reply  ? 
Where'er  thy  loud  obje&ions  fall, 
Tis  finifh'd,  ftill  may  anfwer  all, 
And  filence  ev'ry  cry. 

5  His  toil,  divinely  finifh'd  (lands, 

But,  ah  !  the  praife  his  word  demands  j 
Careful  may  we  attend  ! 
Conclufion  to  our  fouls  be  this, 
Becaufe  falvation  finifh'd  is, 
Our  thanks  (hall  never  end. 

H  Y  M  N  CCLXII.  C.  M.  Rippon's  CoU. 

Complete  Salvation  in  Chrift. 
AEiiy  xkvj.  43.     Zepb.  "i.  I7»     Matt,  xviii.  1 1,  it,  ij,  14. 

1  QALVATION  thro'  our  dying  God, 
j^  Is  finifh'd,  and  complete  : 
He  paid  what  e'er  his  people  ow'd, 
And  cancell'd  all  their  debt. 


HYMNS.  219 

2  Salvation  now  mall  be  my  flay, 
«  A  Tinner  fav'd,"  111  cry  ; 
Then  gladly  quit  this  mortal  clay, 
For  better  joys  on  high. 

HYMNCCLXIII.     L.M.    *S.  Stennett. 

The  Free  Salvation  of  God. 
Mark,  xv.  37.     A£is%  iv.  12.     2  TfW.  i.  9,  10. 

r  TT^IS  finim'd,  fo  the  Saviour  cried, 

J      And  meekly  bow'd  his  head  and  died. 
'Tis  finifh'd — yes,  the  race  is  run, 
The  battle  fought,  the  vicVry  won. 

2  'Tis  finim'd — all  that  heav'n  decreed, 
And  all  the  ancient  prophets  faid 

Is  now  fulfill'd,  as  was  defign'd, 
In  me  the  Saviour  of  mankind. 

3  'Tis  finim'd — Aaron  now  no  more 
Muft  ftain  his  robes  with  purple  gore  : 
Thefacred  veil  is  rent  in  twain, 

And  Jewifh  rights  no  more  remain. 

4  'Tis  finim'd— this  my  dying  groan 
Shall  fins  of  ev'ry  kind  atone  : 
Millions  mall  be  redeem'd  from  death, 
By  this  my  laft  expiring  breath. 

5  'Tis  finim'd — heav'n  is  reconcil'd, 
And  all  the  pow'rs  of  darknefs  fpoil'd  ; 
Peace,  love,  and  happinels  again 
Return  and  dwell  with  u'nful  men. 

6  'Tis  finim'd— let  the  joyful  found 
Be  heard  thro'  all  the  nations  round  : 
'Tis  finim'd— let  the  echo  fly 

Thro'  heav'n  and  hell,  thro'  earth  and  iky. 


220  HYMNS. 

HYMN  CCLXIV.    C.  M.    Watts. 

The  Glad  Tidings  of  Salvation. 

Luke,  I.  72,  73  ,74.     Uab.  iii.  1,3.     j4fft,  x.  43. 

1  QALVATION!  Oh  the  joyful  found  ! 
l^  'Tis  pleafure  to  our  ears  ; 

A  fov'reign  balm  for  ev'ry  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

2  Buri'd  in  forrow  and  in  fin, 
At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay  ; 
But  we  arife,  by  grace  divine, 
To  fee  a  heav'nly  day. 

3  Salvation  !  let  the  echo  fly 
The  fpacious  earth  around, 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  fky 
Confpire  to  raife  the  found. 

HYMN  CCLXV.  L.  M.  John  Relly. 
Free,  Complete  and  Finifhed  Salvation. 

AclS)  xiii.  43.      Jen.  n.  9.       1  Theft,  v.   9,    10. 

JS  finifh'd,  cri'd  the  Lamb  of  God, 
Then  died  to  fet  his  children  free  ; 
Salvation's  finifh'd,  cries  his  blood  ; 
O  !  that  de^i  ^imb  who  died  for  me. 

A  Down  thro'  the  fnades  of  death  he  goes, 
His  enemies  all  conquer'd  flee  ; 
Triumphant  over  all  his  foes  ; 
O  !  that  dear  Lamb,  did  all  for  me. 

3  With  warrior's  fears,  deep  wounds  and  blood, 
Rais'd  from  the  dead,  again  I  fee 
My  everlafting  Lord  and  God, 
That  deareft  Lamb,  who  died  for  me. 


H    Y    M    N    ii.  «* 

4  O  !  worthy  Lamb,  I'll  thee  adore, 
Let  Adam's  offspring  all  agree 
To  praife  the  Lamb,  who  dies  no  more, 
But  Jives  to  bleis  both  them  and  me. 

HYMNCCLXVI.     CM.    Peacock, 
Salvation,  gratefully  Commemorated. 
Tit.  ii.  14.     Joelt  ii. 2.x.    Heb.  x.  16,  17. 

1  "\T  TITH  Angels  join  t*  adore  the  name 

W  Of  him  that  bled  and  died  , 
And  all  his  boundlefs  grace  proclaim, 
Who  juftice  fatisfied. 

2  What  forrows  and  what  fmarting  pain, 
With  agonies  unknown, 

The  bleft  Redeemer  once  fuftain'd, 
For  crimes,  but  not  his  own  I 

3  His  blood,  the  balm  for  all  our  grief, 
The  mourning  Tinner's  eafe  ; 

His  blood  alone  is  our  relief, 
And  man  from  vengeance  frees. 

4  Ye  faints  extol  the  heav'nly  Lamb, 
Who  yielded  up  his  breath, 

To  free  us  from  the  wrath  divine, 
And  everlafting  death. 

5  Oh,  when  (hall  we  that  Saviour  fee, 
Whom  here  by  faith  we  love  j 
And  praife  him  to  eternity, 
Around  his  throne  above  ! 

U2 


222  HYMNS. 

HYMN .  CCLXVII.    L.  M.    Whitfield's  CS. 

Praife. 

Matt.  xxl.  9.     Colojf.  iii.  16,   17. 

I  /^\F  him  who  did  falvation  bring, 
\Jf  Lord,  may  we  ever  think  and  fing  ! 
Arife,  ye  guilty,  he'll  forgive  ; 
Arife,  ye  needy,  he'll  relieve. 

2.  Eternal  Lord  !  Almighty  King  ! 

All  heav'n  doth  with  thy  triumphs  ring  ; 
Thou  conquer'fl:  all  beneath,  above, 
Devils  with  force,  and  men  with  love. 

3  To  fharae  our  fins,  Chrift  blufh'd  in  blood* 
He  clos'd  his  eyes  to  fhew  us  God ; 
Let  all  the  world  fall  down  and  know, 
That  none  but  God  fuch  love  could  mow. 


The  Et £ r n a l  and  U n c h a mgeable  Lov k 
of  God,  commemorated  in  Hymns  of 
Thanksgiving. 

H  Y  M  N  CCLXV11I.  P.  M.  James  Reliy. 
God  is  Love,. 

I  Jobrt,  iv.  9,  10.     x  Cur.  xiii.  8. 

1   A^V  LOVE  !  what  a  fecret  to  mortals  thou  art  \ 
\Jf  'Tis  God's  deep  eternity,  nature  and  heart : 
The  witneflingdove  confirms  this  high  plan, 
And  likewife  his' word  and  his  dealings  with  man  5 
Theforrows  of  Jefus,  his  torment  and  pain, 
Have  left  no  foundation  for  doubting  again. 


H    Y    M    N    S.  223 

O  loVe  !  how  myrter'ous  and  boundlefs  art  thou ! 
Thy  date  and  thy  meafure  unlimited  flow  : 
This  Jefus  reveals  with  evidence  ftrong  ; 
It  gladdens  my  heart,  and  enlivens  my  fong, 
With  praife   to  my  Saviour,  my  Lord,  and  my 

God>    . 
Whofe  love  is  my  glory,  as  view'd  in  his  blood. 

O  love  !  what  a  gathering  of  fouls  haft  thou  made  ? 
All  into  one  fountain,  one  body,  one  head, 
Where  they  were  preserved  thy  own,  thro'  the  fall. 
The  fulnefs  of  Jefus,  who  fills  all  in  all : 
Clofe  in  her  pavilion,  the  darling,  the  bride, 
Lay  hid  in  her  hufoand,  till  born  from  his  fide. 

O  love  !  what  a  bridegroom  of  honour  and  truft ! 
The  fulnefs  of  heaven  hath  marri'd  my  duftj 
He  humbled  himfelf  to  cleave  to  his  wife, 
In  allherdiflrefs,  and  her  forrows  of  life  ; 
With  her  was  he  number'd  amongft  the  unclean^. 
Nor  yet  could  he  loathe  her,  nor  jar  come  between,. 

O  love  !  what,  a  hufoand  thy  care  did  provide  L 
Defcending  from  glory  in  fearch  of  thy  bride  ; 
Her  fubftance  conceiv'd,  thy  body  was  (lie, 
Incarnate  in  her,  and  (he  then  was  in  thee  ; 
In  Mary,  the  virgin,  the  twain  was  made  or?e;.. 
Whence  God,  our  Creator,  was  born  a  poor  marr. 

H  Y  M  N  CCLXIX.  P.  M.     L,  H.  C -. 

God's  Love  Eternal  and  Unchangeable. 
Pfa.  xlii.  11.     Ifa.  liv.  9,  10.     Tit.,  iii.  5.; 

OMY  diftruftful  heart 
How  fmajl  thy  faith  appears  ! 
But  greater,  Lord,  thou  art, 
Than  all  my  doubts  and  fears. 
Did  Jefus  once  upon  me  (hine  ? 
Then  Jefus  is  forever  mine, 


224  H    Y    M    N    S. 

2  Unchangeable  his  will, 
Tho'  dark  may  be  my  frame  ; 
His  loving  heart  is  (till 
Eternally  the  fame  : 
My  foul  thro*  many  changes  goes  r, 
His  love  no  variation  knows. 


3  Thou,  Lord,  wilt  carry  on, 
And  perfectly  perform 
The  work,  thou  haft  begun 
In  me  a  finful  worm  : 

Midftall  my  fears,  and  fin,  and  woe, 
Thy  fpirit  will  not  let  me  go. 

4  The  bowels  of  thy  grace 
At  firft  did  freely  move  : 
I  ftrll  (hall  fee  thy  face, 
And  feel  that  God  is  love. 
Myfelf  into  thy  arms  I  caft  ; 
Lord,  fave,  O  fave  my  foul  at  Iaft. 

HYMNCCLXX.    S.  M.    James  Rjllly. 
Chrift,  the  Evidence  of  Divine  Love. 

I  7be/f.  iv.  9.     1  Yobrt,  iv.  16. 

j  *\  T  TE  now  with  gladnefs  tell, 

yV     What  proof  our  God  hath  giv'n, 
That  we  with  him  (hall  ever  dwell 
Above  the  higheft  heav'n. 

a  That  our  Creator's  love, 
Eflentially  to  man  ; 
His  dealings  with  us  fully  prove, 
Thro'  ail  the  chriftian  plan. 


HYMNS.  225 

3  Such  was  his  love  to  us, 
He  freely  gave  his  Son 

To  fuffer  deJth  upon  the  crofs, 
And,  bleeding,  there  atone. 

4  For  us  he  made  him  fin, 
Then  pierc'd  him  to  the  heart ; 
This  to  deftroy,  the  fpear  went  in, 
For  this,  he  bore  his  fmart. 

HYMN  CCLXXI.     L.  M.    Rippon's  Coll. 
The  Loving  Kindnefs  of  the  Lord  Jefus. 

Pfa   xxxvi.  j,  8,  q.     lxiii.  J.     !xxvi.  15. 

1  /i   WAKE  my  foul,  in  joyful  lays, 

X"\,  And  fing  thy  great  Redeemer's  praife  ; 
He  juftly  claims  a  fong  from  me, 
His  loving  kindnefs,  O  how  free ! 

2  He  faw  me  ruin'd  in  the  fall, 

Yet  lov'd  me  notwithstanding  all  ; 
He  fav'd  me  from  my  loft  eftate, 
His  loving  kindnefs,  O  how  great  ! 

3  Tho'  num'rous  hofts  of  mighty  foes, 
Tho'  earth,  and  hell,  rrty  way  oppofe, 
He  fafely  leads  my  foul  along, 

His  loving  kindnefs,  O  how  rtrong  ! 

4  When  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  cloud, 
Has  gather'd  thick,  and  thunder'd  loud. 
He  near  my  foul  has  always  ftood, 

His  loving  kindnefs,  O  how  good  ! 

5  Often  I  feel  my  finful  heart, 
Prone  from  my  Jefus  to  depart ; 


zi6  HYMNS. 

But  tho'  I  have  him  oft  forgot, 
His  loving  kindnefs  changes  not. 

6  Soon  fhall  I  pafs  the  gloomy  vale, 
Soon  all  my  mortal  powers  muft  fail ; 
Oh  !  may  my  hi\  expiring  breath, 

I  His  loving  kindnefs  fing,  in  death. 

7  Then  let  me  mount  and  foar  away. 
To  the  bright  world  of  endlefsday  ; 
And  fing  with  rapture,  and  fyrprife, 
His  loving  kindnefs,  in  the  flcies. 

HYMNCCLXXII.   CM.    S.Stennett 

All  Attainments  vain  without  Love. 
Matt,  v.44,  45.     zCor.  \x,  iz.     Cclojf.  iii.   14. 

HOULD  bounteous  nature  kindly  pour 


■s 


Her  rieheft  gifts  on  me, 
Still,  O  my  God,  I  fhouldbe  poor, 
If  void  of  love  to  thee. 

2  Not  mining  wit,  nor  manly  fenie,  , 
Could  make  me  truly  good  : 

Not  zeal  itfelf  could  recompenfe, 
-  The  want  of  love  to  (Htf, 

3  Did  I  pofTefs  the  gift  of  tongues, 
But  weredeni'd  thy  grace, 

My  loudeft  words,  my  loftieft  fongs, 
Would  be  but  founding  brafs. 

4  Tho*  thou  (hould'ft  give  me  heav'nly  (kill. 
Each  mvft'ry  to  explain, 

If  I'd  no  heart  to  do  thy  will, 
My  knowledge  would  be  vain. 


HYMN     S.  227 

5  Had  I  (o  ftrong  a  faith,  my  God, 
As  mountains  to  remove, 

No  faith  could  do  me  real  good, 
That  did  not  work  by  love. 

6  What  tho',  to  gratify  my  pride. 
And  make  my  heav'n  fecure, 
All  my  poffemons  I  divide, 
Among  the  hungry  poor! 

7  What  tho'  my  body  I  confign, 
To  the  devouring  flame, 

In  hope  the  glorious  deed  will  (bine 
In  roils  of  encilefs  fame  ! 

2  Thefe  fplendid  a&s  of  vanity, 
Tho*  all  the  world  applaud, 
If  deftitute  of  charity, 
Can  never  pleafe  my  God. 

9  O  grant  me  then  this  one  requeft, 
And  I'll  be  fatisried, 
That  lave  divine  may  rule  my  breaft, 
And  all  my  actions  guide. 

HYMN  CCLXXM*L* M.    Peacock, 

Praife. 

Epief.  v.  2Q.     ColojJ.  i.  12,  T  3.     l  Pet.  V.  1 1. 

1  r  ■  ^O  fing  Immanuel's  grace  divine, 

JL     Ye  faints  employ  your  tuneful  breath : 
Delightful  is  the  facred  theme, 
Of  Jefus'  love  more  ftrong  than  death, 

z  Lo  !  whilft  we  were  his  enemies, 
Meet  objects  of  almighty  wrath  ; 


a28  HYMN    S; 

He  paid  his  life  a  facrifice, 

His  love  to  mew  more  ftrong  than  death. 

3  Sinners  to  fave  from  endlefs  woes, 
The  Father's  frown  he  funk  beneath  ; 
The  law's  dread  penalty  he  bore, 
Difplaying  love,  more  ftrong  than  death; 

4  Ye  faints  unite  with  thofe  above, 
Ev'n  in  your  laft  expiring  breath  : 
Unite  to  fmg  the  Saviour's  love, 

More  ftrong,  more  powerful  than  death. 


The  Hope,  that  maketh  not  Ashamed  :  A 
Hope  full  of  Immortality. 

HYMNCCLXXIV.    CM.    James  Relly, 
The  Lord  Jefus  Chrift,  who  is  our  Hope. 

I  Tim.  i.  x.     Joel,  iii  16.     Jer.  xvii.  7.     Rom.  v.  5. 

1  TT  THEN  I  behold  my  bleeding  God, 

\jy      Each  mountain  feems  a  plain  ; 
But  if  I  e'er  forget  his  blood, 
The  mountains  rife  again. 

2  What  means  my  inbred  fenfe,  fo  rude, 
To  war  a^ainft  my  peace  ? 

Or  why  fhould  reafon  bold  intrude 
Upon  a  Saviour's  grace  ? 

3  What  tho*  my  fenfes  loudly  fay, 
I  have  nor  faith,  nor  love  ; 
Nor  am  I  in  the  living  way 
Thit  leads  to  realms  above. 


HYMNS.  229 

4  Whatifftill  toincreafe  my  grief, 
It  fummons  luft  and  pride, 
Hardnefs  of  heart,  and  unbelief, 
And  all  my  ills  befide  : 

5  And,  from  the  whole,  would  witnefs  this, 
Thou  art  devoid  of  grace  ; 

How  canft  thou  hope,  in  worlds  of  blifs, 
To  fee  the  Saviour's  face  ? 

6  To  this,  the  witnefs  of  my  Lord, 
Greater  than  all  in  me, 
Replies  in  his  unerring  word. 
The  Saviour's  grace. is  free. 

HYMN  CCLXXV.     C.  M.     Watts. 


Begotten  again  unto  a  lively  Hope. 
I  Pet.  i.  3,  4.     2  Cor.  v.  1.     Rom.  viii.  24,  25. 

LESS'D  be  the  everlafting  God, 
The  Father  of  our  Lord  : 
JtJe  his  abounding  mercy  prais'd, 
His  majefty  ador'd. 


■B 


2  When  from  the  dead  he  rais'd  his  Son, 
And  call'd  him  to  the  jky, 

He  gave  our-fouls  a  lively  hope 
That  they  (hould  never  die. 

3  What  tho'  our  inbred  (ins  require 
Our  fle(h  to  fee  the  duft, 

Yet  as  the  Lord  our  Saviour  rofe, 

So  all  his  foll'wers  mull. 
•  •.• 

4  There's  an  inheritance  divine  ' 
■Refer  v'd  again:!  that  day  j 

V 


230  HYMN    S: 

'Tis  uncorrupted,  undefiTd, 
And  cannot  wafte  away. 

5  Saints  by  the  pow'r  of  God  are  kept, 
'Till  the  falvation  come  : 
We  walk  by  faith,  as  Grangers  here, 
'Till  Chrift  mall  call  us  home. 

HYMN    CCLXXVI.  L.  M.  Rippon's  Coll 

The  Hope,  which  is  the  Anchor  of  the  Soul. 
zPeter,  i.  13,    P/a.  Ixxxiv.  12.     Rom.  vii.  24,  25.     Heb.  vi.  19. 

J  /^V  GOD,  my  Sun,  thy  blifsful  rays 
\J  Irradiate,  warm,  and  guide  my  heart ! 
How  dark,  how  mournful  are  my  days, 
If  thy  enliv'ning  beams  depart ! 

2  Scarce  thro'  the  fhades»  a  glimpfe  of  day, 
Appears  tothefe  defiring  eyes  ! 

But  fhall  my  drooping  fpirit  fay, 
The  cheerful  morn  will  never  rife  ? 

3  O  let  me  not  defpairing  mourn, 

Tho'  gloomy  darknefs  fpreads  the  fky  ; 
My  glorious  Sun  will  yet  return, 
And  night  with  all  its  horrors  fly. 

4  O  for  the  bright,  thejoyful  day, 
When  hope  (hall  in  aiTurance  die  ! 
So  tapers  lofe  their  feeble  ray, 
Beneath  the  Sun's  refulgent  eye. 

HYMN  CCLXXVII.    L.  M.    Steele. 

In  Hope,  Hoping  againft  Hope. 
Mkt  vii.  8,  9.     P/a.  xliii.  5.     Prov.  xiii.  it.      Rom.  iv.  18,  19,  20. 

I  "T  Tl  THY  finks  my  weak  defponding  mind  ? 
^  V V     Why  heaves  my  heart  the  anxious  figh  ? 


HYMNS.  231 

Can  To v' reign  goodnefs  be  unkind  ? 
Am  I  not  fafe  if  God  is  nigh  ? 

a  He  holds  all  nature  in  his  hand  : 
That  gracious  hand  on  which  I  live, 
Does  life,  and  time,  and  death  command* 
And  has  immortal  joys  to  give. 

3  *Tis  he  fupports  this  feinting  frame, 
On  him  alone  my  hopes  recline  ; 
The  wond'rous  glories  of  his  name, 

How  wide  they  fpread  !  how  bright  they  (hine  I 

4  Infinite  wifdom  fboundlefspow'r  ! 
Unchanging  faithfuinefs  and  love  ! 
Here  let  me  truft,  while  I  adore, 
Nor  from  my  refuge  e'er  remove. 

5  My  God,  if  thou  art  mine  indeed, 
Then  I  have  all  my  heart  can  crave  j 
A  prefent  help  in  times  of  need, 
Still  kind  to  hear,  and  (Irong  to  fave. 

£  Forgive  my  doubts,  O  gracious  Lord, 
And  eafe  the  forrows  of  my  bread  ; 
Speak  to  my  heart  the  healing  word, 
That  thou  art  mine — and  I  am  bleft. 

II  Y  M  N  CCLXXVIII.  S.  M.    Doddridc^- 

Rejoicing,  in  the  Hope  fet  before  Us. 
James,  v.  u.     Pfa.  cxxxi.  3.     Hab,  iii.  17,  io»- 

I   IWT^W  let  our  voices  join 
JJ^    To  form  a  facred  fong  ; 
Ye  pilgrims,  in  Jehovah's  ways 
With  mufick  pafs  along.. 


232  H    Y    M    N    S. 

2  How  ftrait  the  path  appears, 
How  open  and  how  fair  ! 

No  lurking  gins  t'  entrap  our  feet  -, 
No  fierce  deftroyer  there. 

3  But  flow'rs  of  paradife 
In  rich  profufion  fpring  ; 

The  Sun  of  glory  gilds  the  path, 
And  dear  companions  fing. 

4  See  Salem's  golden  fpires 
In  beauteous  profpedt  rife  ; 

And  brighter  crowns  than  mortals  wear, 
Which  fparkle  thro'  the  fkies. 

5  All  honour  to  his  name, 
Who  marks  the  mining  way  ; 

To  him,  who  leads  the  wand'rers  on 
To  realms  of  endlefs  day. 

HYMN  CCLXXIX.    P.  M.     Cinnick, 

Praife. 
PJa.  vii.  xj.     xiii.  6.    cxxxv.  3. 

1  /"CHILDREN  of  the  heav'nly  King, 
\^_j  As  ye  journey  fweetly  fing  ; 
Sing  your  Saviour's  worthy  praife, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways  ! 

2  Ye  are  trav'Hng  home  to  God, 
Jn  the  way  the  Fathers  trod  ; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  ye 

*    Soon  their  happinefs  (hall  fee. 

3  O,  ye  banifh'd  feed  be  glad  ! 
Chrift  our  advocate  is  made  ! 
Us  to  fave,  our  flefh  affumes, 
Brother  to  our  fouls  becomes. 


HYMN     S.  235: 


4-  Shout,  ye  little  flock  and  bleft, 
You  on  Jefus'  throne  (hall  reft  : 
There  your  feat  is  now  prepaid, 
There  your  kingdom  and  reward* 

5  Fear  not,  brethren,  joyful  ftand 
On  the  borders  of  your  land: 
Jefus  Chrift,  your  Father's  Son? 
Bids  you  undifmay'd,  go  on. 

6"  Lord,  obediently  we  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below  ; 
Only  thou  our  leader  be, 
And  we  frill  will  follow  thee* 


Faith,  its  Author,  Preciousne^s,   and. 
Triumphs. 

H  Y  M  N  CCLXXX.    .S,  M.    Beddome* 

Jefus,  the  Author,  and  Finifher  of  Faiths 
Eeb*  xh.  2.     John,  vi.  29.  ■ 

1  TT^AITH  !— 'tis  a  precious  grace3 
J?_    Where'er  it  is  beftow'd  I 
lr  boafts  of  a  celeftial  birth5 
And  is  the  gift  of  God  1 

<%  Jefus  it  owns  a  King, 
An  all  atoning  Prieft, 
It  claims  no  merit  of  its  owi7j 
But  looks  for  all  in  Chrift, 


3  To  him  it  leads  the  foul, 
When  fill'd  with  deeo  didre's  i 

V-2- 


2M  HYMNS. 

Flies  to  the  fountain  of  his  blood, 
And  truftshis  righteoufnefs. 

4  Since  'tis  thy  work,  alone, 
And  that  divinely  free  ; 
Lord,  fend  the  fpiritof  thy  Son 
To  work,  this  faith  in  me. 


HYMNCCLXXXI.    CM.    Doddridge 

Chrift,  Precious  to  them  that  Believe. 
Gel.  iv.z6.     Rom.  x.  n.     i  Pet.  \'\.  7, 

5    TESUS,  Hove  thy  charming  name, 
tj    'Tis  mufick  to  my  ear  ; 
Fain  would  I  found  it  out  fo  loud, 
That  earth  and  heav'n  might  hear, 

2  Yes,  thou  art  precious  to  ray  foul, 
My  tranfport  and  my  truft  ; 
Jewels,  to  thee,  are  gaudy  toys. 
And  gold,  is  fordid  dull, 

3  Ail  my  capacious  pow'rs  can  wifli- 
In  thee,  doth  richly  meet ; 

Nor  to  my  eyes  is  light  Co  dear, 
Nor  friendship  half  ib  fweet. 

4  Thy  grace  (hall  dwell  upon  my  heart, 
And  Ihed  its  fragrance  there  ; 

The  noblefl:  balm  of  all  its  wounds, 
The  cordial  of  its  care. 

5  I'll  fpeak  the  honours  of  thy  name,. 
With  my  lad  labouring  breath  ; 
And  dying,  clafp  thee  in  my  arms, 
The  antidote  of  death. 


HYMNS. 


235 


HYMN  CCLXXXII.  S.  M.  Rippon's  ColL 
Faith  in  Chrift,  the  Saviour. 

Rom%  iii.  30.     Phil*  iii.  7,  8,9. 

1  T^TOUR  harps,  ye  trembling  faints, 

Down  from  the  willows  take  ; 
toud  to  the  praife  of  Chrift  our  Lord* 
Bbdev'ry  firing,  awake*. 

2  Tho'  in  a  foreign  J  and 
We  are  not  far  from  home  ; 
And  nearer  to  our  houfe  above, 
We  ev'ry  moment  come.. 

3  His  grace  (hall  to  the  end 
Stronger  and  brighter  mine  ; 

Nor  prefent  things,  no*  things  to  comtj 
Shall  quench  the  fpark  divine. 

4  The  time  of  love  will  come 
When  we  fhall  clearly  fee 

Not  only  that  he  fhed  his  blood 
But  each  fhall  fay,  "  For  me." 

5  Tarry  his  leifure  then, 
Wait  the  appointed  hour  ; 

Wait  "till  the  bridegroom  of  your  fou!s<> 
Reveal  his  love  with  pow'r. 

6  Bkft  is  the  man,  O  God, 
That  frays  himfelf  on  thee  I 
Who  waits  for  thy  falvation,  Lord, 
Shall  thy  falvation  fee* . 


?3$  HYMNS. 

HYMN  CCLXXXIIL     P.M.    Rippo^s  Call. 

Faith  Reviving. 
Jfa.  xl.  27, 28,  29.     P/<r.  xxvii.  13,  14,    Matt.\Yu.r§t 

1  TT^ROM  whence  this  fear  and  unbelief  ?. 
JP     Haft  thou,  O  Father,  put  to  grief 
Thy  fpotlefs  Son  for  me  ? 
And  will  the  righteous  judge  of  men, 
Condemn  me  for  that  debt  of  fin, 
Which,  Lord,  was  charg'd  on  thee  ? 

x  Complete  atonement  thou  haft  made, 
And  to  the  utmoft  farthing  paid 
Whate'er  thy  people  ow'd  ; 
How  then  can  wrath  on  me  take  place.: 
If  fhelter'd  in  thy  righteoufnefs, 
And  fpi  inkled  with  thy  blood  .? 

3  If  thou  haft  my  difcharge  procur'd, 
And  freely  in  my  room  endur'd 
The  whole  of  wrath  divine  ; 
Payment,  God  cannot  twice  demand, , 
Firft,  at  my  bleeding  furety's  hand, 
And  then  again  at  mine. 

4  Turn  then,  my  foul,  unto  thy  reft  ; 
The  merits  of  thy  great  High  Prieft 
Speak  peace  and  liberty  : 

Truft  in  his  efficacious  blood  ; 
Nor  fear  thy  banifhment  from  God,  . 
f    Since  Jefus  di'd  for  thee. 

HYMN  CCLXXXIV.  P.M.  Toplady, 

Faith  Triumphing, 
Heb.  x\.i,6.     iPet.i.g.     1  John,  v.  4,  £, 

1      /I     DEBTOR  to  mercy  alone, 
x\.  Of  covenant  mercy  I  fing  j 
Nor  fear  with  thy  righteoufnefs  on, 
My  perfon  and  off 'rings  to  bring : 


HYMNS.  537 

The  terrors  of  law,  and  of  God, 
With  me  can  have  nothing  to  do  ; 
My  Saviour's  obedience  and  blood 
Hide  all  my  tranfgreflions  from  view, 

2  The  work  which  his  goodnefs  began, 
The  arm  of  his  ftrength  will  complete, 
His  prcmife  is  yea  and  amen, 

And  never  was  forfeited  yet : 
Things  future,  nor  things  that  are  now? 
Not  all  things  below,  nor  above, 
Can  make  him  his  purpofe  forego, 
Or  fever  my  foul  from  his  love. 

3  My  name  from  the  palms  of  his  hands 
Eternity  will  not  erafe  ; 

Imprefs'd  on  his  heart  it  remains, 
In  marks  of  indelible  grace  : 
Yes,  I  to  the  end  (hall  endure, 
As  fure  as  the  earned  is  giv'n  ; 
More  happy,  but  not  more  fecure. 
The  glorirYd  fpirits  in  heav'n. 

HYMN  CCLXXXV.  C.  M.   Wesley's  Coll, 

Prayer,  for  Faith  unto  the  End. 

i  Pet.  v.  io.    Jude,  i.  24,  25. 

1  TJAIL,  Alpha  and  Omega,  hail  \ 

IJjL   Author  of  all  our  faith, 
The  finifher  of  all  our  hopes, 

The  truth,  the  life,  the  path. 

<• 

2  Hail  !  Firft  and  Laft,  the  morning  flar^ 
k  In  whom  we  live  and  move  ; 

Increafe  our  little  fpark  of  faith, 
And  purify  our  love. 


s3S  HYMN    S« 

3  Let  that  belief  whioh  Jefus  taught, 
Be  treafur'd  in  our  bread  ; 

The  evidence  of  unfeen  joys, 
The  fubftance  of  our  reft; 

4  O  let  us  go  from  ftrength,  to  ftrength, 
From  grace,to  greater  grace  ; 

From  one  degree  of  faith,  to  more, 
'Till  we  behold  thy  face. 

HYMN  CCLXXXVI.  P.M.  Whitfield's  &{?> 

Praife. 

Z>dVJn$\    tftffo4*.i&    &tVi  jwi  tii  ih 

'OW  glorious  the  Lamb 
Isfeen  on  his  throne! 
Us  labours  are  o'er. 
His  conquers  put  on  j 
A  kingdom  is  giv'n 
Into  the  Lamb's  hand, 
In  earth  and  in  heav'n, 
Forever  to  ftand. 


Ye  fmners  belcw 
Then  truft  in  the  Lord, 
Look  up  to  his  arm, 
His  honour,  his  word  : 
Athirft  for  his  favour, 
His  Godhead  adore, 
Look  up  to  your  Saviour, 
And  joy  evermore  ! 


HYMNS.  239 

Solemn  Prayers,  offered  up  for  Jew, 
Gentile,  and  the  Fulness  of  the  Lost 
in  Adam. 

HYMN  CCLXXXVII.   P.  M.  J.  Straphan, 

The  Lord's  Prayer,  Paraphrafed. 
Matt.  vi.  9,  10,  II,  12,  13,     vii.  11. 

i   •~XUR  Father,  whofe  eternal  fway 
%^Jr  The  bright  angelic  hofts  obey, 
O  !  lend  a  pitying  ear  : 
When  on  thy  awful  name  we  call, 
And  at  thy  feet  fubmiflive  fall, 
O!  condefcend  to  hear. 

2  Far  may  thy  glorious  reign  extend, 
May  rebels  to  thy  fceptre  bend, 
And  yield  to  fov'reign  love  : 
May  we  take  pleafure  to  fulfil 
The  facred  dilates  of  thy  will, 

As  angels  do  above. 

3  From  thy  kind  hand  each  temp'ral  good, 
Our  raiment  and  our  daily  food, 

In  rich  abundance  come  : 
Lord,  give  us  Mill  a  frem  fupply, 
If  thou  withhold  thy  hand,  we  die, 
And  fill  the  filent  tomb. 

4  Pardon  our  fins,  O  God  !  that  rife, 
And  call  for  vengeance  from  the  ikies  £ 
And  wfcyle  we  are  forgiv'n, 

Grant  that  revenge  may  never  reft, 
Nor  malice  harbour  in  that  breaft 
That  feels  the  love  of  heav'n. 


240  HYMN    S. 

5  Protect  us  in  the  dangerous  hour, 
And  from  the  wily  Tempter's  pow'r 
O  !  fet  our  fpirits  free  ; 

And  if  temptation  fhould  afTail, 
May  mighty  grace  o'er  all  prevail, 
And  lead  our  hearts  to  thee. 

6  Thine  is  the  pow'r,  to  thee  belongs 
The  conftant  tribute  of  our  fongs, 
All  glory  to  thy  name  : 

Let  ev'ry  creature  join  our  lays, 
In  one  refounding  act  of  praife 
Thy  wonders  to  proclaim. 

HYMN  CCLXXXVIII.  CM.  Rippon's  Coll 

Prayer,  for  all  Mifiionaries. 
Jer.  xxxi.  7.  Luke,  x.  2.  Pfa.  Ixiv.  g.  Jfa.  Hi.  8.  zThef.  \\\.  f, 

1  y^>|  RE  AT  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth 
\Jf   Are  by  creation  thine  ; 

And  in  thy  works  by  all  beheld, 
Thy  radiant  glories  fhine. 

2  But,  Lord,  thy  greater  love  has  fent 
Thy  gofpel  to  mankind, 
Unveiling  what  rich  ftores  of  grace 
Are  treafur'd  in  thy  mind. 

3  Lord,  when  fhall  thefe  glad  tidings  fpread 
The  fpacious  earth  around, 

'Till  ev'ry  tribe  and  ev'ry  foul 
Shall  hear  the  joyful  found  : 

4  O  when  fhall  Afric's  fable  fons 
Enjoy  the  heav'nly  word, 

And  vaffals  long  enflav'd  become 
.The  freemen  of  the  Lord  ? 


HYMNS.  241 

5  When  fliall  th'  untutor'd  hea theft  tribes, 
A  dark  bewilder'd  race, 
Sit  down  at  our  Immanuers  feet, 
And  learn  and  feel  his  grace  ? 

b  Hafte,  fov'reign  mercy,  and  transform 
Their  cruelty  to  love  ; 
Soften  the  tiger  to  a  lamb, 
The  vulture  to  a  dove  ! 

7  Smile,  Lord,  on  each  divine  attempt 
To  fpread  the  gofpel's  rays, 
And  build  on  fin's  demolifti'd  throne 
The  temples  of  thy  praife ! 

HYMNCCLXXXIX.  S.M.  Winchester's^. 
Prayer,  for  the  Jews. 
TJa.  xliii.  3.  cxxii.  6,  7,  8.  Jfa.  xi.  12.  xlv.  17,  Jer,  viii.  4. 

1  Ti/TESSIAH,  full  of  grace, 
iVJL  Redeem'd  by  thee,  we  plead 
The  promife,  made  to  Abrah'nVs  race, 
To  fouls  for  ages  dead* 

2  Their  bones  as  quite  dri'd  up 
Throughout  the  vale  appear  ; 

Cut  off  and  loft  their  laft  faint  hopfc 
To  fee  thy  kingdom  here. 

3  Open  their  graves,  and  bring 
The  outcafts  forth,  to  own 

Thou  art  their  Lord,  their  God,  and  King, 
Their  true  anointed  one. 

4  To  fave  the  race  forlorn 
Thy  glorious  arm  difplay  : 
And  (hew  the  world  a  nation  born, 
A  nation  in  a  day  ! 

W 


242  HYMNS. 

HYMN  CCXC.   P.M.    Whitfield's  Cell. 

Prayer,  for  the  Gentiles. 
Jfa.  xvi.  5.  PJa.  xxii.  27,28.  Prov.  xiv.  28.   1  Tim.  ii.  1,2,  3,4. 

1  QAVIOUR  King,  afllime  thy  pow'r, 
l5  Thou  that  art  the  conqueror  j 
Lead  thy  promis'd  glory  on, 

Bring  the  nations  to  thy  throne. 

2  Japhet*s  ides  do  blefs  thy  name, 
Let  the  weft  thy  worth  proclaim ; 
Warn  the  Ethiopian  clean  : 

In  the  eaft,  new  figns  be  feen. 


3  Great  the  band  of  thofe  be  found, 
Who  proclaim  the  joyful  found ; 
Let  it  to  thy  Ifrael  come, 

Let  it  bring  the  wandVers  home* 

4  To  the  brightnefs  of  thy  face, 
Fly  in  troops  the  fuppliant  race ; 
Princes  (hall  adorn  the  train, 
Monarchs  bow,  and  bl&fs  thy  reign. 

5  When  like  light'ning  thro*  the  fkies, 
Will  thy  latter  glory  rife  ? 

When  ihall  we  behold  thy  pow'r  ? 
When  falute  th'  accomplifh'd  hour  ? 

6  Quickly,  Lord,  thy  triumphs  bring, 
Tongues  and  kindred  wait  to  fing  : 
Then  (hall  all  the  chofen  race 

Shout  aloud,  redeeming  grace.      Hallelujah. 


HYMNS.  243 

HYMN  CCXCI.  C.  M.     Rippon's  Coll 
Prayer,  for  the  whole  World. 

P/a.  xxviii.  g.     I/a.  xlv.  8.  1x1.  II.     jfer.  xvi.  19.     Hem.  xi.  25;  26. 

I   "HEATHER,  is  not  thy  promife  pledg'd 
JP     To  thine  exalted  Son, 
That  thro'  the  nations,  of  the  earth 
Thy  word  of  life  mall  run  ? 

1  <(  Afk,  and  I  give  the  heathen  land* 
For  thine  inheritance, 
And  to  the  world's  remoteft  mores 
Thine  empire  fhall  advance." 

3  Haft  thou  not  faid,  the  blinded  Jews 
Shall  their  redeemer  own  ; 

While  Gentiles  to  his  ftandard  croud, 
And  bow  before  his  throne  ? 

4  Are  not  all  kingdoms,  tribes,  and  tongues^. 
Under  th*  expanfe  of  heav'n, 

To  the  dominion  of  thy  Son, 
Without  exemption  giv'n  ? 

5  From  eaft  to  weft,  from  north  to  fouth*, 
Then  be  his  nameador'd  ! 

Europe,  with  all  thy  millions,  fhout 
Hofannahs  to  thy  Lord  ! 

6  Afia  and  Africa,  refound 
From  more  to  more  his  fame  ; 
And  thou,  America,  in  fongs 
Redeeming  love  proclaim  ! 


244  HYMNS. 

HYMN  CCXCII.    P.  M.    Robinson. 

Praife. 

Pfa.  xliv.  8.  lxvii.  7.  cxxxt'i.  1,2,  3,4. 

1  Tt  ^TIGHTY  God,  while  angels  blefs  thee, 
J.V JL  May  an  infant  lifp  thy  name  ? 

Lord  of  men,  as  well  as  angels, 
Thou  art  ev'ry  creature's  theme. 
Hallelujah,  Hallelujah,  Hallelujah,  Amen* 

2  Lord  of  ev'ry  land  and  nation, 
Ancient  of  eternal  days  ; 
Sounded  through  the  wide  creation 
Be  thy  juft  and  lawful  praife. 
Hallelujah,  Hallelujah,  Hallelujah,  Amen. 

3  For  the  grandeur  of  thy  nature 
Grand  beyond  a  feraph's  thought, 
For  created  works  of  power, 

Works  with  (kill  and  kindnefs  wrought. 
Hallelujah,  Hallelujah,  Hallelujah,  Amen. 

4  For  thy  providence  that  governs 
Thro*  thine  empire's  wide  domain  ; 
Wings  an  a-ogel,  guides  a  fparrow, 
BlefTed  be  thy  gentle  reign. 
Hallelujah,  Hallelujah,  Hallelujah,  Amen; 

5  But  thy  rich,  thy  free  redemption, 
Dark  thro'  brightnefs  all  along  ; 
Thought  is  poor,  and  poor  expreflion, 
Who  dare  fing  that  awful  fong  ? 
Hallelujah,  Hallelujah,  Hallelujah,  Amen. 

6  Brightnefs  of  the  Father's  glory, 
Shall  thy  praife  unutter'd  lie  ? 

Fly  my  tongue  fuch  guilty  filence  ! 
Sing  the  Lord  who  came  to  die. 
Hallelujah,  Hallelujah,  Hallelujah,  Amen. 

7  Did  archangels  fing  thy  coming  ? 
Did  the  fhepherds  learn  their  lays  ? 


HYMNS.  24S 

Shame  would  cover  me  ungrateful, 
Should  my  tongue  refufe  to  praife, 
Hallelujah,  Hallelujah,  Hallelujah,  Amen* 

8  From  the  higheft  throne  in  glory, 
To  the  crofs  of  deepeft  woe  ; 
All  to  ranfom  guilty  captives, 
Flow  my  praife  for  ever  flow. 
Hallelujah^Hallelujah,  Hallelujah,  Amen, 

9  Goy  return  immortal  Saviour, 
Leave  thy  footftool,  take  thy  throne  j 
Thence  return,  and  reign  for  ever, 
Be  the  kingdomali  thine  own. 
Hallelujah,  Hallelujah,  Hallelujah,  Amen:. 


Ascriptions  of  Praise,  to  Father,  So Ny, 
and  Spirit, 


HYMN  CCXCIII.     L.M.     Ken, 

Praife. 
Ifa.  xii.  5.     Pfa,  lix.  17.  ciii.  so,  2j. 

RAISE  God,  from  whom  all  bleffings  ftowy 
Praife  him  all  creatures  here  below  -, 
Praife  him  above  ye  heav'nly  Hoft, 
Praife  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghofh 


p 


HYM:NGCXCIV.     Si  M..   Bedd&me* 

Praife. 
Gdh\.  3,  4,  5.    Colojl-'m.  16. 
I;  ^TF^O  the  eternal  Three, 

J_     In  will  and  effence  One,, 
Be  univerfal  homage  paid, 
Coequal  honours  done. 

W2, 


246  HYMNS. 

HYMN  CCXCV.     C.  M.     Watts; 

Praife. 

Jer.  ix.  23,  24.     P/a.  lxrW'i.  4.    J/a.  vi.  3. 

1  TTOSANNA  to  the  Prince  of  grace. 
IX  $i°n>  behold  thy  king  ; 

Proclaim  the  Son  of  David's  race, 
And  teach  the  babes  to  fing.— 

2  Hofanna  to  th*  incarnate  Word, 
Who  from  the  Father  came  ; 
Afcribe  falvation  to  the  Lord, 
With  blemngs  on  his  name. 

HYMN  CCXCVI.  P.  M.  Whitfield's  CoU. 
Praife. 

P/a.  Ixiii.  3,4,  5. 

I  OING  we  to  our  God  above, 
j^  Praife,  eternal  as  his  love  ; 
Praife  him  all  yeheav'nly  hoft, 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft. 

HYMN  CCXCVII.     L.  M.     Watts. 

Praife. 
P/a.  cvi.  48.  cxi.9. 

i   rr\0  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
JL     And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Be  honour,  praife,  and  glory  giv'n, 
By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heav'n. 

HYMN  CCXCVIII  CM.  Watts'  Pfa.  117* 
Praife. 

P/a.  cxxx»i.  26.  cxlv.  21. 

1  y^V  ALL  ye  nations,  praife  the  Lord, 
\J  Each  with  a  difTrent  tongue  j 
In  ev'ry  language  learn  his  word, 
And  let  his  name  be  fung. 

2  His  mercy  reigns  thro'  ev'ry  land; 
Proclaim  his  grace  abroad ; 
Forever  firm  his  truth  mall  (land  ; 
Praife  ye  the  faithful  GocK 


HYMNS.  237 

HYMN  CCXCIX.    P.  M.    Whitfield's  CqU. 

Praife . 
Rev.  i.  5, 6.     P/a.  evil.  31,  3a. 

I  "1WT0NE  but  Jefus  will  we fing, 
J^l    None  elfe  will  we  adore  ; 
He  our  Prophet,  Prieft,  and  King, 
Shall  be  forever  more. 
None  among  the  heav'nly  pow'rs, 
Nor  one  on  earth,  our  praife  may  claim  ? 
None  but  Jefus  call  we  ours, 
None  but  the  bleeding  Lamb  ! 


HYMN   CCC.    P.  M.    Rippo  n's  Cuff. 

Praife. 
Rev.  v.  1  a.    P/a.  cxv.  u 

GIVE  glory  to  God,  ye  children  of  men, 
And  publifh  abroad,  again  and  again, 
The  Son's  glorious  merit,  the  Father's  free  grace  $ 
The  gifts  of  the  Spirit,  to  Adam's  loft  race. 

HYMN    CCCI.    P.M.    Hart. 

Praife. 
Rev.  xv.  4.     PJa.  Ixviii.  32. 

THIS  God  is  the  God  we  adore, 
Our  faithful  unchangeable  friend, 
Whofe  love  is  as  large  as  his  pow'r, 
And  neither  knows  meafure  nor  end. 
'Tis  Jefus  the  firft  and  the  I  a  ft, 
Whofe  fpirit  (hall  guide  us  fafe  home, 
We'll  praife  him  for  all  that  is  paft, 
And  truft  him  for  all  that's  to  come. 


H&  HYMNS. 

HYMN  CCCII.  P.  M.    Bentley's  0*. 

Praife. 
P/i.  evil.  i#  2,  3.    cxxx?iii.  I,  2. 

1  rp^O  Father,  Son,  and  Hoiy  Ghoft, 
X     Be  praife  amidft  the  heav'nly  hoft, 
And  in  the  church  below  ; 
From  whom  all  creatures  drew  their  breath, 
By  whom  redemption  blefs'd  the  earth, 
From  whom  ail  comforts  flow  ! 


Hymns,  adapted   to  Particular   Parts 
of  Public  Worship. 

HYMN  CCCIII.  P.  M.  John  Murray, 

At  the  Opening  of  Worfhip. 
Heb.  x.  25.     1  Cbron.  xvi.  8,  9. 

j  T^ATHER,  behold  us  here, 
Jj     According  to  thy  word ; 
To  worihip  without  fear, 
Our  dear  redeeming  Lord  ; 
O  may  thy  light  and  truth  now  mine, 
To  warm  each  heart  with  love  divine. 

2  Drawn,  wholly  drawn,  by  thee, 
To  Jefus  we  are  come, 

And  by  thy  teaching  we 

Perceive  our  work  is  done  ; 

Through  which  a  title  we  obtain 

As  Kings  and  Priefts,.with  thee  to  reign. 

3  Weblefs  thee,  God  of  peace, 
For  life  and  glory  giv?n, 
To  us  and  all  the  race 

Call'd  up  from  earth  to  heav'ri  ; 
Haften  great  God,  the  day  of  love, 
When  ev'ry  foul  this  grace  (hall  prove. 


HYMNS.  249 

HYMN  CCCIV.    L.  M.   James  Relly. 

Before  Prayer. 

Deut.x.  21.     PJa.  Ixxx.  i. 

1  TTVEAR  Shepherd,  fee  thy  flock  here  met, 

\j  Before  thy  pierced  feet  to  bow  ; 
To  praife  thy  wounds,  thy  blood  and  fweat, 
Thro'  which  eternal  love  did  flow. 

2  Thou  art  with  us  where  e'er  we  meet  5 
Nor  wilt  thou  leave  us  holy  Lamb  : 
We  find  a  calm,  a  bleft  retreat 
Beneath  the  cov'ring  of  thy  name, 

3  Great  mercies  thou  to  us  haft  (hewn, 
Since  firft  we  knew  that  we  were  thine  : 
Since  firft  thou  mark'd  us  for  thy  own, 
With  grace  and  righteoufnefs  divine. 

4  Seal'd  for  thine  own  we  furely  ave  j 
Thy  fpirit,  Lord,  our  witnefs  is  : 
Nor  can  we  fall  from  Jefus  far, 
For  he  is  love  and  tendernefs. 

5  There's  none  can  pluck  us  from  his  hand, 
Inclos'd  by  grace  on  ev'ry  fide  5 

His  oath,  his  promife  firmly  ftand, 
We  ever  (hall  with  him  abide  ! 

6  He  never  will  himfelf  deny  ; 

Nor  could  he  die  for  man  in  vain  : 
How  then  fhall  God  in  wrath  deftroy, 
The  fouls  for  whom  the  Lamb  was  flain, 

7  The  countlefs  price  he  paid  for  us, 
Exempts  us  from  the  iron  rod  : 

His  life,  his  death,  his  blood  and  crofs. 
Hath  reconcil'd  us  all  to  God, 


25©  HYMNS. 

HYMNCCCV.   L.  M.  Whitfield's  Cell. 

Before  Sermon. 

I  Pet.  iv.  ii.     I  Cbron,  xvi.  49. 

1  /^OME  worfhip  at  Immanuers  feet, 
\^j  See  in  his  face  what  wonders  meet  ! 
"Words  are  too  feeble  to  exprefs 

His  worth,  his  glory,  or  his  grace. 

2  When  mall  we  climb  thofe  higher  flciesv 
Where  ftorms  and  tempefts  never  rife  ; 
Where  he  unveils  his  lovely  face, 

And  mines  and  reigns  the  God  of  grace  ? 

3  Nor  earth,  nor  air,  nor  fan,  nor  ftars, 
Nor  heav'n,  his  full  refemblance  bears  s 
His  beauties  we  can  never  trace 

Till  we  behold  him,  face  to  face. 

HYMN  CCCVI.    P.  M.    James  Rellv. 

At  the  Clofe  of  Worfhip, 

Rem.  x.  14,  15.     I  Cor.  iii.  5,  6,  7. 

j  TTOW  charmingly  founds 
*    The  word  of  the  Lord  ! 
W  here  witnefs  abounds, 
That  man  is  reftor'd 
To  God,  his  pofTeflion, 
Dear  Jefus  in  thee  ; 
From  fin  and  tranfgreflion 
Forever  fet  free, 

2  How  glor'ous  the  name 
Of  Jefus,  our  King  ! 
Thou  crucifi'd  Lamb, 
Thine  honours  we  ling  : 


HYMNS.  251 

Our  hope  and  falvation 
To  world  without  end  5 
Our  neareft  relation, 
And  faithfuleft  friend. 

HYMN  CCCVJI.  C.  M.  James  Relly, 
After  Sermon. 

I  Ccr.  1.  2  P.     Ztcb.  viii.  20,  J  I,  22. 

2   XJTOW  pow'rful  is  the  glor'ous  word  ! 
The  unclious  word  of  God, 
Which  preaches  Jefus  Chrift,  our  Lord, 
His  fufPrings,  death  and  bk>od. 

2  How  it  reveals  his  myftery  ! 
W  ho  did  our  fouls  redeem  ; 
Explains  the  facred  unity, 
And  fhouts  us,  fav'd  in  him. 

3  It  (hews  us  ev'ry  law  command, 
Dear  Lamb,  fulfill'd  in  thee  ; 
And  bids  us,  faft  and  fearlefs  ftand, 
Where  thou  haft  made  us  free. 

4  Dear,  glorious  Lamb,  we  thee  adore  ; 
We  praife  thee,  for  thy  word  : 

But  for  thyfelf,  we  praife  thee  more, 
O  !  holy,  holy  Lord. 

HYMN  CCC VIII.    P.M.    James  Relly, 

After  Preaching. 
Pfa.  xliv.  i.     A&s,  viii.  5,  8. 

J  'W  7"E  the  joyful  found  have  heard, 
VV     And,  hearing,  have  belicv'd  ; 
What  the  gofpel  hath  declar'd. 
We,  finners,  have  reeeiv'd  : 


ZS2  HYMNS; 

Blafted  lies  the  creature's  pride, 
And  human  haughtinefs  (inks  low  : 
Jefus,  and  him  crucifi'd, 
Is  all  the  blifs,  we  know. 

HYMN  CCCIX.  L.M.    Doddridge. 

Thankfgiving. 
Pfa.  xxv.  8.     ciii.8,9,  10.     exit.  14,  15. 

1  "\>rE  fons  of  men  with  joy  record 

j[     The  various  wonders  of  the  Lord  ; 
And  let  his  pow'r  and  goodnefs  found 
Thro'  all  your  tribes,  the  earth  around. 

2  Let  the  high  heav'ns  your  fongs  invite, 
Thofe  fpacious  fields  of  brilliant  light ; 
Where  fun,  and  moon,  and  planets  roll, 
And  ftars,  that  glow  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  Sing,  earth,  in  verdant  robes  array'd, 

Its  herbs  and  flow'rs,  its  fruits  and  (hade ; 

Peopled  with  life  of  various  forms, 

Of  fifh,  and  fowl,  and  beafts,  and  worms. 

4  View  the  broad  feas  majeftic  plains, 
And  think  how  wide  its  maker  reigns  i 
That  band  remoteft  nations  joins, 
And  on  each  wave,  his  goodnefs  mines. 

5  ButO  !  that  brighter  world  above, 
Where  lives  and  reigns  incarnate  lovfc  1 
God's  only  Son  in  ftefh  array'd, 

For  man,  a  bleeding  vicYim  made, 

6  Thither,  vsfy  foul  with  rapture  foar  ; 
There  in  the  land  of  praife  adore  ; 
The  theme  demands  an  angel's  lay, 
Demands  an  everlafting  day. 


HYMNS.  25$ 

H  Y  M  N  CCCX.  P.  M.  Rippon's  ColL 

Praife. 

i  Tim.  i,  17.     Pfa.  Ixix.  30. 

1  f^i  LORY  to  God  on  high  ! 
\JJT  Let  earth  and  fkies  reply, 
Praife  ye  his  name  : 

His  love  and  grace  adore, 
Who  all  our  forrows  bore  ; 
Sing  aloud  evermore, 
Worthy  the  Lamb. 

2  Jefus,  our  Lord  and  God, 
Bore  fin's  tremendous  load, 
Praife  ye  his  name  : 

Tell  what  his  arm  hath  done, 
What  fpoils  from  death  he  won  5 
Sing  his  great  name  alone  -, 
Worthy  the  Lamb. 

3  While  they  around  the  throne 
Cheerfully  join  in  one, 
Praifing  his  name  : 

Thofe  who  have  felt  his  blood 
Sealing  their  peace  with  God, 
Sound  his  dear  fame  abroad, 
Worthy  the  Lamb. 

4  Join,  all  yeranfom'd  race, 
Our  holy  Lord  to  blefs  ; 
Praife  ye  his  name  : 

In  him  we  will  rejoice, 
And  make  a  joyful  noife, 
Shouting  with  heart  and  voice, 
Worthy  tiie  £amb„ 

X 


/ 


254  HYMN    S, 

5  What  tho'  we  change  our  place, 
Yet  we  fhall  never  cea<fe 
Praifing  his  name  : 

To  him  our  fongs  we  bring, 
Hail  him  our  gracious  King, 
And  without  ceafing  fing, 
Worthy  the  Lamb. 

6  Then  let  the  hoits  above, 
In  realms  of  endlefs  love, 
Praife  his  dear  name  : 
To  him  afcribed  be 
Honour  and  majefty, 
Tho'  all  Eternity  ; 
Worthy  the  Lamb, 


fyllSCELLANEOUS       HYMNS      for      SUNDRY 

Occasions. 

HYMNCCCXI.  CM.    Doddridge. 

At  Charity  Leftures. 
Frov.  Hi.  27,  28.  P/a.  xli.  j,  a,  3.  I/a.  xxxii.  8.  Rem.  xiii.  8, 

j    TESUS,  my  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace  ! 
J    Thy  bounties  how  complete  ! 
How  fhall  I  count  the  matchlefs  fum  ! 
How  pay  the  mighty  debt ! 

a.  High  on  a  throne  of  radiant  light, 
Doft  thou  exalted  fhine  ; 
What  can  my  poverty  bellow, 
When  all  the  worlds  are  thine  ? 


3  But  thou  haft  brethren  here  below, 
The  partners  of  thy  grace  ; 
And  wilt  confefs  their  humble  names 


gefore  thy  Father's  face, 


HYMNS.  255 

4  In  them  thou  may'ft  be  cloth'd,  and  fed:, 
And  vifited  and  cheer'd  ; 

And,  in  their  accents  of  diftrefs, 
My  Saviour's  voice  is  heard. 

5  Thy  face,  with  rev'rence  and  with  love. 
We  in  thy  poor  would  fee  ; 

O  let  us  rather  beg  our  bread 
Than  keep  it  back  from  thee. 

HYMN  CCCXII.  C.  M.  Doddridge, 

At  Charity  Le«Fturcs. 

Matt.  v.  42.     Prov.  xi.  25.     1  Cor.  xvi.   14  , 

AT  HER  of  mercies,  fend  thy  graeo, 
All  pow'iful  from  above, 
To  form,  in  our  obedient  fouls, 
The  image  of  thy  love. 


'F 


2  O  may  our  fympathizing  breafTs 
That  gen'rous  pleafure  know ; 
Kindly  to  (hare  in  other's  joy, 
And  weep  for  other's  woe. 

3  When  the  moft  helplefs  fons  of  grief 
In  low  diftrefs  are  laid. 

Soft  be  our  hearts,  their  pains  to  feel. 
And  fwift  our  hands  to  aid. 

4  So  Jefus  looic'd  on  dying  man, 
When  thron'd  above  the  fkies  ; 
And  mid'ft  th'  embraces  of  his  God, 
He  felt  cornpamon  rife. 

5  On  wings  of  love  the  Saviour  flew 
To  raife  us  from  the  ground  ; 
And  med  the  richeft  of  his  blood, 
A  balm  for  ev'ry  wound* 


2$6  HYMN    S; 

HYMN   CCCXIII.  CM.  Rippon's  GZ. 

A  Wedding  Hymn. 

John.  V.  10. 

INCE  Jefus  freely  did  appear 


'S 


To  grace  a  marriage  feaft  ; 
O  Lord,  we  afk  thy  prefence  here, 
To  make  a  wedding  guelt. 

2  Upon  the  bridal  pair  look  down, 
Who  new  have  plighted  hands, 
Their  union  with  thy  favour  crown, 
Andblefs  the  nuptial  bands. 

3  With  gifts  of  grace  their  hearts  endow, 
Of  all  rich  dowries  beft  ! 

Their  fubftance  blefs,  and  peace  beftow, 
To  fweeten  all  the  reft. 

4  In  pureft  love  their  fouls  unite, 
That  they  with  chriftian  care, 
May  make  domeftic  burdens  light, 
By  taking  mutual  (hare. 

5  True  helpers  may  they  prove  indeed, 
In  prayer,  and  faith,  and  hope  j 
And  fee  with  joy  a  godly  feed 

To  build  their  houihold  up. 

6  As  Ifaac  and  Pvebecca  give 
A  pattern  chafte  and  kind  ; 

So  may  this  married  couple  live3 
And  die  in  friendmipjein'd. 

7  On  ev'ry  foul  afTembled  here, 
O  make  thy  face  to  mine  ; 

Thy  goodntis  more  our  hearts  can  cheer3 
Than  richeft  food  or  wine. 


HYMNS,  25; 

HYMN  CCCXIV.  CM.    Doddridge, 

At  the  Dedication  of  Children. 

I  Cor.  vii.  14.      Matt.  xix.    13,  14,   15. 

1  OEE  Ifrael's  gentle  (hepherd  ftand 
j^  With  all  engaging  charms  ; 
Hark,  how  he  calls  the  tender  lambs5 
And  folds  them  in  his  arms. 

2  "  Permit  them  to  approach,  he  cries3 
Nor  fcorn  their  humble  name  ; 
For  'twas  to  blefs  fuch  fouls  as  thefe, 
The  Lord  of  angels  came." 

3  We  bring  them,  Lord,  in  thankful  hands, 
And  yield  them  up  to  thee  ; 

Joyful,  that  we  ourfelves  are  thine. 
Thine  let  our  offspring  be. 

4  Ye  little  flock,  with  pleafure  hear  : 
Ye  children,  feek  his  face  ; 

And  fly  with  tranfport  to  receive 
The  bleffings  of  his  grace. 

5  If  orphans  they  are  left  behind, 
Thy  guardian  care  we  truft  : 

That  care  mall  heal  our  bleeding  hearts, 
If  weeping  o'er  their  dull. 

HYMN  CCCXV.     C.  M.     Watts, 
At  the  Dedication  of  Children. 
Matt,  xviii.  3, 10.     Gen.  xvii.  7.     Rem.  xv.  3.     Mark,  x.  14. 

3  ]  1X^W  *ar&e  f^e  Prormfe  •  how  divine, 
±]L  To  Abrah'm  and  his  feed  ! 
I'll  be  a  God  to  thee  and  thine, 
Supplying  all  their  need. 

X  2 


*#  HYMNS. 

2  The  words  of  his  extenfive  love 
From  age  to  age  endure  ; 

The  angel  of  the  cov'nant  proves, 
And  feals,  the  bkiling  fure. 

3  Jefus  the  ancient  faith  confirms, 
To  our  great  Fathers  giv'n  ; 

Ke  takes  young  children  to  his  arms, 
And  calls  them  heirs  of  heav'n. 

4  Our  God,  how  faithful  are  his  ways  ! 
His  love  endures  the  fame  ; 

Nor  from  the  promife  of  his  o;race 
Blots  out  the  childrens'  name. 

HYMN  CCCXVI.    P.  M.    Robinsos. 

New  Year's  Day, 
Gen.  Ix.  zz.     Pfa*  Ixv.  n.     Ixx'v.  i6# 

OME,  thou  fount  of  every  bleffing, 


COM 
Tii 


me  my  heart  to  fmg  thy  grace 
Streams  of  mercy  never  cesfing, 
Call  for  fongs  of  loudeft  praife  : 
Teach  me  fome  melodious  fonnerr 
Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above : 
Praife  the  mount — O  fix  me  on  it, 
Mount  of  God's  unchanging  love„ 

Here  I  raife  my  Ebenezer, 
Hither  by  thy  help  I'm  come  ; 
And  I  hope  by  thy  good  pleafure, 
Safely  to  arrive  at  home  : 
Jefus  fought  me,  when  a  (tranger 
Wand'ring  from  the  fold  of  God  ; 
He  to  fave  my  foul  from  danger, 
Interposed  with  precious  blood. 


HYMNS,  t& 

O  !  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor, 
Daily  I'm  conftrain'd  to  be ! 
Let  that  grace,  Lord,  like  a  fetter, 
Bind  my  wand'ring  heart  to  thee  !  9 

Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it  ; 
Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love- 
Here's  my  heart,  Lord,  take  and  feal  it, 
Seal  it  from  thv  courts  above. 


HYMN  CCCXVII.    L.  M.   James  Rellv. 

A  Funeral  Hymn. 

Rom.  xiv,  7,  8,  9.     Pfa.  xc.  &  10.     2  Cor,  v.  4; 

3  *T  T  TITH  fo'emn  fhout  we  fing  thy  praife, 
V V     Ancient  of  everlafting  days  ! 
Thou  daily  gather'ft  home  thine  own, 
Who  bear  thy  crofs,  to  wear  thy  crown: 

2  Let  all  rejoice  and  no  one  grieve, 
This  day  we  meet  to  take  our  leave: 
Of  our  dear  brother's  precious  dufr3 
Until  therifing  of  the  juft. 

3  One  with  the  body  of  the  Lamb, 
Seal'd  with  Immanuel's  new  name^ 
A  member  of  his  flefh  and  bone, 

By  blood  redeem'd,  to  heav'n  he's  gone* 

4  Then  mourn  not  o'er  the  lifelefs  clay. 
But  wait  the  refurreclion  day, 

When  Chrift  the  Saviour  mall  appear^ 
And  he  come  with  him  in  the  air. 


a6o  HYMNS. 

HYMN  CCCXVIJI.  L.  M.    James  Kelly. 
A  Funeral  Hymn. 
Cdojf,  ill.  3,  4.  PJa,  civ.  29,  30.    Lam,  III .  32,  33. 

1  Tk  ^"OST  precious  in  our  Saviour's  fight, 
J-Vi  Are  a^  his  faints  unnotie'd  death  ! 
He  bears  them  to  eternal  light, 

When  they  refign  their  mortal  breath. 

2  Precious  the  foul  by  him  redeem'd  ; 
From  threat'ning  evils  fnatch'd  away, 
Precious  t«heir  duft,  by  him  efteem'd, 
He'll  raife  it  at  the  latter  day. 

g  Free  from  this  world's  unnumber'd  cares^. 
From  Satan's  rage,  and  human  fpire, 
From  fin's  diftrefs  and  gloomy  fears  ; 
How  precious  this  in  Jefus'  fight  ! 

4  All  this,  and  more,  our  brother  proves  5 
Now  he  the  Son  of  man  can  fee  ; 
He  fees,  he  feels,  he  joys,  he  loves, 
And  all  from  intermiflion  free. 

HYMN  CCCXIX.  S.  M.  Winchester's  Q& 

Praife. 
Colff.  iii.  17.     PJa.  lxxi.  23.  cv.  I,  2,  3. 

j  TJLESSED  be  God  for  all, 
ftj  For  all  things  here  below  ; 
>or  pain,  and  eafe,  and  joy,  and  thrall, 
To  my  advantage  grow. 

2  BlefTed  be  God,  for  fhame, 
For  flander,  and  difgrace  ; 
Welcome  reproach  for  Jefus'  name. 
Like  flint,  Lord  fet  my  face. 


HYMNS.  261 

3  BlefTed  be  God,  for  lofs, 
For  lofs  of  earthly  things  ; 
Forev'ry  fcourge,  and  ev'ry  crofs. 
Me  nearer  Jefus  brings. 

4  BlefTed  be  God,  for  want : 
For  raiment,  health,  and  food  ; 

I  live  by  faith  ;  I  fcorn  to  faint  5 
For  all  things  work  for  good. 

5  BlefTed  be  God,  for  pain, 
Which  tears  my  flefh  like  thorns  3 
It  crucifies  my  carnal  man, 

To  God,  my  foul  returns. 

6  BlefTed  be  God,  for  doubts, 
Which  he  hath  overcome  ; 
My  foul  in  full  afiurance  fnouts, 
Of  being  foon  at  home* 

7  BlefTed  be  God,  for  fears 
Of  fin,  and  death,  and  hell  ; 
When  Chrift,  who  is  my  life,  appears^ 
In  glory  I  fhall  dwell. 

8  BlefTed  be  God,  for  friends, 
BlefTed  be  God,  for  foes, 

BlefTed  be  God,  whofe  gracious  ends 
No  finite  creature  knows. 

9  BlefTed  be  God,  for  life, 
BlefTed  be  God,  for  death, 
BlefTed  be  God,  for  joy,  or  grief, 
I  welcome  ail  thro'  faith, 


262  HYMN    S. 

Hymns,  adapted  to  the   Celebration  of 
the  Lord's  Supper*. 

HYMNCCCXX.   L.M.    S.Stennett. 

Remembering  the  Lord  Jefus. 
Matt.  xxvi.  26,  27, 28,  29,  30. 

1  A  I  ^HUS  we  commemorate  the  day, 

On  which  our  cleared  Lord  was  flain  5 
Thus  we  our  pious  homage  pay, 
Till  he  appears  en  earth  again. 

2  Come,  great  Redeemer,  open  wide 
The  curtains  of  the  parting  fky  ; 
On  a  bright  cloud  in  triumph  ride, 
And  on  the  wind's  fwift  pinnions  fly. 

3  Come,  King  of  Kings,  with  thy  bright  train, 
Cherubs,  and  Seraphs,  heav'nly  hofts  -3 
AfTume  thy  right,  enlarge  thy  reign 

As  far  as  earth  extends  her  coafts. 

4  Come,  Lord,  and  where  thy  crofsonce  flood, 
There  plant  thy  banner,  fix  thy  throne  ; 
Subdue  the  rebels  by  thy  word, 

And  claim  the  nations  for  thy  own. 

HYMN  CCCXXI.   C.  M.  I.  Lane. 

This  my  Blood  was  Shed  for  Many. 
1  Cor.  x:.  25.    xi:.  12,  14. 

• 

I  IV  yTORTALS,  behold  the  dying  love 
XYX   Of  your  Redeeming  King  ; 
Ye,  who  redemption's  wonders  prove, 
His  mighty  praife  fhouid  fing  : 

*  It  is  not  meant,  that  the  Celebrators  of  this  divine  inftilulion, 
fliouio  L»c  confined  to  thtlc  hymns  lolcly. 


HYMNS.  263 

%  While  you  his  broken  body  fee, 
And  feaft  on  heav'nly  bread  ; 
Mark  how  hegroan'd  on  Calvary  ; 
Behold  him,  with  the  dead. 

3  Sinners !  the  eup,  o'erflowing,  view, 
And  tafte  the  cheering  wine  ; 

Think  how  his  fide  was  pierc'd  for  you> 
T'  appeafe  the  wrath  divine. 

4  Then  let  his  praife  be  your  employ 
While  life  and  breath  remain  ; 
Soon  (hall  we  foar  to  realms  of  joy 
And  raife  a  louder  ftrain. 


HYMN  CCCXXII.     L.  M.     Beddome, 

My  Body  given  for  You. 
Luke,  xxii.  15,  16,  17,  18, 19,  20. 

1  TESUS,  when  faith  with  fixed  eyes 
J    Beholds  thy  wond'rous  facrifice, 
Love  rifes  to  an  ardent  flame, 

And  we  all  other  hope  difclaim. 

2  With  cold  affections  who  can  fee, 

The  thorns,  the  fcourge,  the  nails,  the  tree, 
Thy  flowing  tears,  and  purple  fweat, 
Thy  bleeding  hands,  and  head,  and  feet  ? 

3  Look,  faints,  into  his  op'ning  fide, 

The  breach  how  large,  how  deep,  how  wide  ! 
Thence  iflues  forth  a  double  flood, 
Of  cleanfing  water,  pard'ning  blood. 

4  Hence,  O  my  foul,  a  balfam  flows, 

To  heal  thy  wounds  and  cure  thy  woes  ) 


264  HYMNS. 

Immortal  joys  come  ftreaming  down, 
Joys,  like  his  grief,  immenfe,  unknown. 

5  Thus  I  could  fit,  and  ever  fing 

The  fuff'rings  of  my  heav'nly  King; 
With  glowing  pleafure  fpread  abroad 
The  myft'ries  of  a  dying  God. 

HYMN  CCCXXIII.    L.  M.  Peacock, 

Do  this  in  Remembrance  of  Me. 

I  Cor.  x>.  14.     John,  vi.  48. 

1  TN  rnem'ry  of  our  dying  Lord, 

J[  We  take  the  facred  bread  and  wine  ; 
And  thankfully  his  grace  record, 
How  bright  his  love  and  mercy  fhine  ! 

2  In  lively  figures  here  we  fee 
The  crucifi'd  Redeemer's  face, 
Expiring  on  the  curfed  tree, 
To  ranfom  our  apoftate  race. 

3  Sinners  to  fave  from  endlefs  woes, 
The  wrath  divine  he  (inks  beneath  ; 
The  law's  dread  curfe  he  undergoes, 
At  once  difarming  fin,  and  death. 

4  Here  Jefus  all  his  grace  difplays, 

And  makes  his  brighteft  glories  known  ; 
To  him  each  faint  glad  homage  pays, 
And  triumphs  in  his  crofs  alone. 

HYMN    CCCXXIV.    L.  M.    I.Lane. 

The  Love  of  Chrift  commemorated. 

I  Cor.  x.  16,  17.     Jobr.t  vi.  58. 

j   fi  RE  AT  God,  thy  pow'r  and  wifdom  fhine, 
X^Jf  In  all  the  works  thy  hand  hath  wrought  j 
But  mercy,  love,  and  grace  divine, 
Exceed  the  pow'r  of  fpeech,  or  thought. 


HYMNS.  265 

%  Thy  precious  blood,  immortal  Lamb, 
Takes  from  the  world  its  guilt  away  ; 
Our  fin,  and  curfe,  reproach,  and  mame 
Are  drown'd  in  thine  own  crimfon  fea. 

3  Salvation  !  'tis  a  welcome  found, 
To  weary  fouls  by  fin  opprefs'd  3 

Here,  finners*  you  may  heal  your  wounds, 
And  footh  your  griefs  and  fears  to  reft. 

4  While  in  this  dark  abode  we  {ray, 
Our  feeble  voices  let  us  raife  ; 
Then  up  to  glory  wing  our  way, 
And  join  th*  eternal  forig  of  praife. 

-HYMN  CCCXXV.  C.  M.  Wesley's  Co??. 

Shewing  forth  the  Lord's  Death. 

I  Cor.  xl.  26. 

1  rpOGETHER  with  thefe  fymbols,  Lord* 

JL  Thy  blefTed  (df  impart ; 
And  let  thy  very  flefh  and  blood 
Feed  the  believing  heart. 

2  Let  us  from  all  our  fins  be  wafh'd 
In  thy  redeeming  blood  ; 

And  let  thy  fpirit  be  the  feal, 
That  we  are  fons  of  God. 


3  Come,  Holy  Ghoft,  with  Jefus*  love. 
Prepare  us  for  this  feaft  ; 
And  let  us  banquet  with  our  Lord, 
And  lean  upon  his  breaft. 


266  HYMNS. 

HYMN  CCCXXVI.  S.M.  Doddridgi 

Jefus,  at  the  Feaft  of  Love. 
Rem.  xii.  4,  5..    Luke,  xxiv.  30,  35. 


kUR  heavenly  Father  calls, 
irift  ii 


1  r\ 

\^J  And  Chrift  invites  us  near 
With  both,  our  friendship  fhall  befweet, 
And  our  communion  dear. 

0.  God  pities  all  our  griefs  ; 
He  pardons  ev'r-y  day  ; 
Almighty  to  "protect  our  fouls, 
And  wife  to  guide  our  way. 

3  How  large  his  bounties  are  ! 
What  various  ftores  of  good, 
DifFus'd  from  our  Redeemer's  hand, 
And  purchas'd  with  his  blood  ! 

4  Jefus  our'  living  head, 
We  blefs  thy  faithful  care  ; 
Our  advocate  before  the  throne, 
^iid  our  forerunner  there. 

5  Here  fix,  my  roving  heart  ! 
Here  wait,  my  warmed:  love  ! 
Till  the  communion  be  complete 
In  nobler  fcenes  above. 


HYMN  CCCXX VII.    L.  M.     Steele 

Thanks  unto  God  for  his  Unfpeakable  Gift, 

x  Cor.x.  16,   17.     jfcbn)  vi.  51. 

1   rT^O  Jefus  our  exalted  Lord, 

(Dear  name  by  heav'n  and  earth  ador'd  !) 
Fam  would  our  hearts  and  voices  raife 
A  cheerful  fong  of  facred  praife. 


HYMNS.  267 

But  all  the  notes  which  mortals  know, 
Are  weak.,  and  languiihing,  and  low  ; 
Far,  far  above  our  humble  Tongs, 
The  theme  demands  immortal  tongues. 

Yet  while  around  his  board  we  meet, 
And  humbly  worfliip  at  his  feet  ; 
O  let  our  warm  affections  move, 
In  glad  returns  of  grateful  love  I 

Let  faith  our  feeble  fenfes  aid, 
To  fee  thy  wond'rous  love  difplay'd, 
Thy  broken  ftefh,  thy  bleeding  veins, 
Thy  dreadful  agonizing  pains. 

Let  humble  penitential  woe, 
With  painful,  pleating  anguifh,  flow  j 
And  thy  forgiving  fmiles  impart 
Life,  hope,  and  joy  to  ev'ry  heart. 

HYMN  CCCXXVIII.  CM  Wesley's  Coll. 

Prayer  and  Praife. 
John,  vi.  32,  33. 

LORD  help  us  on  thy  love  to  feed  5 
\n  peace  difmifs  us  hence  j 
.be  thou,  in  ev'ry  time  of  need, 
Our  refuge  and  defence. 

We  now  defire  to  blefs  thy  name. 
And  in  our  hearts  record, 
And  with  our  thankful  tongues  proclaim 
The  goodnefs  of  the  Lord. 


I       N       D       E  X. 

To  the  First  Line,  Number  of  the  Hymns, 
and  Page. 

Hymn  Page 

ALL  hail,  incarnate  God  61  47 

As  fhow'rs  on  meadows  newly  mown  70  55 

As  David  kept  his  father's  flock  92  72 

Awake,  awake  the  facred  fong  107  83 

Arife,  and  hail  the  happy  day  112  88 

All  hail,  thou  great  firft  born  }  1 8  93 

As  Jordan  rolls  his  wave  119  94 

As  Jeftis  flood  on  Tabor's  mound  127  101 

Awake,  and  fing  the  fong  129  102 

All  is  hum,  the  battle's  o'er  161  132 

Again  the  Lord  of  life  and  light  163  134 

Angels  roll  the  rock  away  174  144 

All  hail,  the  power  of  Jefus'  name  181  150 

All  gracious  Lord,  we  fing  thy  love  185  153 

Awake,  our  fouls,  and  blefs  his  name  207  170 

All  fullnefs  in  the  Lamb  we  view  21  r  174 

All  things  deliver'd  are  219  J  80 

A  good  High  Fried  is  come  235  194 

Awake  my  foul,  arife  243  202 

All  glorious  God,  what  hymns  of  praife  260  217 

Awake  my  foul,  in  joyful  lays  27  1  225 

A  debtor  to  mercy  alone  284  239 

BLOOD  has  a  voice  to  pierce  the  Aries  25  19 

Behold,  the  grain  of  wheat  that  dies  35  2$ 

Blow  ye,  the  trumpet,  blow  36  26 

Blefs'd  are  the  eyes  that  fee  37  27 

Behold,  the  woman's  promis'd  feed  99  77 

Behold,  the  blind  their  fight  receive  124  98 

Bleft  morning,  whofe  young  downing  rays  162  133 

B'y  grace  we  know,  to  us  its  clear  218  179 

Behold,  the  fin  atoning  Lamb  225  185 

Behold  that  fplendour  !  hear  the  fhout  259  216 

Blefs'd  be  the  everlafting  God  275  229 

Blefled  be  God,  for  all  319  26a 


Hymn 

Page 

5 

4 

45 

35 

67 

53 

78 

6r 

lr3 

89 

165 

j  36 

169 

140 

I7't 

141 

I96 

162 

279 

232 

305 

250 

316 

258 

INDEX. 

COME,  ye  lovers  of  the  Lamb 
Come,  thou  long  expected  Jefus 
Could  I  of  all  perfection  boaft 
Canaan  promis'd  is  before 
Come,  join  with  angel  hofts  to  cry 
Chrift  the  Lord  is  ris'n  to  day 
Chrift,  our  head's  gone  upon  high 
Clap  your  hands,  ye  people  all 
Come,  tho'  we  can  truly  fing 
Children  of  the  heav'nly  King 
Come,  worfhip  at  ImmanueFs  f^,et 
Come,  thou  fount  of  every  blefling 

DECEIV'Dby  fubtle  fnares  of  hell  18  14 

Dear  Lamb,  thy  humbled  ftate  we  fing  134  107 

Deep  in  our  hearts  let  us  record,  138  11 1 

Dear  ihepherd,  fee  thy  flock  here  met  304  249 

ETERNAL  excellence 
Exalted  Prince  of  life,  we  own 
E're  the  blue  heav'ns  were  ftretch'd 
Emmanuel  is  God  with  me 
Enilav'd  by  fin  and  bound  in  chains 

FROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  fkie 

Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 

From  heav'n  the  finning  angels  fell 

Father  of  angels  and  of  men 

From  tribulation's  gloomy  vale 

For  forty  myftic  days 

Faithful  and  true,  the  ma"n  divine 

Firft  born  of  many  brerh'ren,  thou 

From  precept  and  demand 

Father,  how  wide  thy  glory  rhines 

Faith,  'tis  a  precious  grace 

From  whence  this  fear  and  unbelief 

Father  is  not  thy  promife  pledg'd 

Father  behold  us  here 

Father  of  mercies  fend  thy  grace, 

Y2 


53 

4* 

W 

H7 

.broad  206 

169 

213 

176 

5    257 

213 

s      6 

5 

7 

5 

20 

15 

54 

42 

89 

7' 

J2I 

96 

J  98 

J  64 

2o:; 

167 

|44 

203 

25^ 

214 

280 
283 

233 

236 

291 

243 

303 

248 

312 

25J 

I    N    D    E    X. 

GOD  will  provide,  the  patriarch  faid 

God  hath  giv'n  to  Ifaac  room 

God  in  his  earthly  temple  lays 

Glory  to  God,  who  reigns  above 

Glory  unto  Jefus  be 

God  is  gone  up,  our  Lord  and  King 

Glory  be  to  God  on  high 

Great  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth 

Give  glory  to  God,  ye  children  of  men 

Glory  to  God  on  high 

Great  God  thy  pow'r  and  wifdom  fhine 

HOW  precious  is  the  book  divine 
Here,  Lord,  my  foul  convicted  (lands 
How  rich  the  types  of  future  grace 
Hail,  Counfellor  of  peace,  good  will 
Hail,  mighty,  true  and  living  God 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord 
Hark,  the  glad  found,  the  Saviour  comes 
How  ftrange,  the  tidings,  how  profound 
Hark,  the  herald  angel  fing 
Hark,  'tis  the  Saviour  of  mankind 
Holy  wonder,  heav'nly  grace 
Hail  Jefus,  perfecl  God  and  man 
Here  at  thy  crofs,  my  dying  God 
He  dies,  the  friend  of  finners  dies 
Hofanna  to  the  Prince  of  light 
Hail  the  day  that  fees  him  rife 
)Ie';wes,  the  great  Redeemer  lives 
He  comes,  becomes,  the  Judge  fevere 
Hail  the  lad,  the  mighty  angel 
Hail,  Alpha  and  Omega,  hail, 
Had  I  ten  thouhud  gifts  befide 
Hail,  high,  exalted,  righteous  man 
Hark,  for  'tis  God's  own  6on  that  calls 
Hail,  mighty  Jefus  how  divine 
How  (hall  our  feeble  lips  proclaim 
How  rich  the  love  !  my  Lord,  my  God 
Here  fhail  no  trouble  nor  difroay 


Hymn 

v*& 

26 

20 

27 

20 

58 

44 

&5 

5* 

157 

128 

168 

139 

254 

210 

288 

240 

300 

237 

'310 

253 

3H 

264 

3 

6 

9 

7 

30 

29 

48 

37 

66 

52 

94 

74 

95 

l* 

10b 

83 

1 10 

86 

128 

101 

*37 

109 

140 

Ml 

149 

121 

153 

125 

167 

133 

*  n 

'43 

186 

*53 

188 

155 

iScj 

156 

*97 

163 

204 

168 

208 

171 

212 

175 

215 

*77 

224 

184 

227 

187 

245   203 


INDEX. 

How  is  our  nature  fpoil'd  by  fin 
How  (hall  the  Tons  of  men  appear 
Hail,  Alpha  and  Omega,  hail 
How  glorious  the  Lamb 
Hcfanna  to  the  Prince  of  Grace 
How  charmingly  founds 
How  pow'iful  is  the  glorious  word 
How  large  the  promife,  how  divine 

ISRAEL  in  ancient  days 

In  thine  own  image,  Father  God 

Infinite  excellence  is  thine 

I  come,  the  great  Redeemer  cries 

In  Jefus  who  was  crucified 

I  am,  faith  Chrift,  the  way 

In  mine  own  flefh  I  fee 

In  memory  of  our  dying  Lord 

JESUS,  th'  eternal  Son  of  God 

Jefus,  comforter  divine 

Jefus,  we  blefs  thy  Father's  name 

Jefus,  (hall  reign  where  e'er  the  fun 

Jefus,  commiffion'd  from  above 

Jefus,  thou  Prince,  thou  King  of  peace 

Jefus,  thy  blood  and  righteoufnefs 

Jefus,  thou  fun  of  righteoufnefs 

Jefus,  in  thee  our  eyes  behold 

Joy  to  the  world,  the  Lord  is  come 

Jefus,  we  blefs  thy  pow'r 

Jefus,  how  glorious  is  thy  grace 

Jefus,  thy  beauties  I  explore 

Jefus,  bow'd  down  by  mighty  woe 

Jefus,  and  him  crucifi'd 

Jefus,  thou  higheft,  lovelieft  name 

Jefus,  before  thy  throne- 

Jefus,  in  ancient  days 

Jefus,  the  heav'nly  lover  gave 

Jefus,  Matter,  in  thine  hand 

Jefus,  the  Father's  richer!  grace 


Hymn 

Pape 

25I 

208 

253 

210 

285 

237 

286 

238 

295 

246 

306 

253 

307 

251 

PS 

257 

10 

7 

16 

J3 

49 

37 

7i 

56 

164. 

136 

247 

205 

256 

213 

2*3 

264 

13 

11 

46 

35 

5* 

40 

60 

46 

64 

•  50 

68 

54 

74 

5* 

8i 

64 

88 

70 

116 

9* 

123 

98 

13* 

104 

133 

106 

144 

"7 

148 

121 

178 

*47 

183 

15* 

200 

1&6 

202 

167 

230 

j  89 

239 

ijt 

INDEX. 

See,  oh  my  foul,  with  wonder  fee 
See,  my  foul,  with  wonder  fee 
Sons  of  men,  behold  from  far 
.  Saviour  of  men,  and  Lord  of  love 
So  fair  a  face  bedew'd  with  tears 
Stretch'd  on  the  crofs,  the  Saviour  dies 
Shout  Jehovah  (hong  in  battle 
Sages  of  ancient  letter'd  times 
Salvation  thro'  our  dying  God 
Salvation,  O  the  joyful  found 
Should  bounteous  nature  kindly  pour 
Saviour  King,  afiume  thy  pow'r 
Sing  we  to  our  God  above 
Since  Jefus  freely  did  appear 
See  Ifracl's  gentle  ihephcrd  (land 

THOUGH  various  names,  O  Lord,  divide 

Thy  ways,  O  Lord,  with  wife  defign 

The  bible  is  juftly  efteem'd 

To  our  Almighty  maker  God 

To  diftant  lands  thy  gofpel  fend 

The  victory's  won 

The  King  of  faints,  how  fair  his  face 

The  builder  whom  true  wifdom  fways 

The  Father's  love  to  man  ib  free 

There  is  a  fountain  fili'd  with  blood 

Tho'  mothers  kind,  forgetful  prove 

The  wonders  Lord,  thy  love  hath  wrought  77 

The  Lord  on  high  proclaims 

M  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name 

The  fon  of  Beor's  opening  eyes 
Tis  not  the  law  of  ten  commands 
The  true  MefTiah  now  appears 
The  lands  that  long  in  darknefs  lay 
The  Lord  is  come,  the  heav'ns  proclaim 
Th'  Almighty  fpake,  and  Gabriel  fped 
This  is  the  faft,  that  I  will  choofe 
Thus  faith  the  ruler  of  the  ikies 
Thy  conflicts  in  thine  agony 


Hymn 

Page 

IOI 

79 

117 

92 

120 

100 

130 

103 

132 

105 

150 

122 

195 

161 

*33 

192 

2b2 

218 

264 

220 

272 

226 

290 

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